Aureo Beatz - Mic Checka lyrics

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Aureo Beatz - Mic Checka lyrics

[Verse 1] Rollin' wid the motherf**in' team My team be the double... f** it you who my team be Freedom come at fee These so called MC's level with my feet I walk all over them in the streets Defeat, they feet get broke if try go toe 2 toe Been stealin' ho's on my grinch sh** Yeah it's gon' be a white christmas For ya ho I shoot then go She give and go with my balls She saw my dick in da bathroom, so I don't know why she pissed Was gettin' brain the cla**room, I still couldn't learn sh** A sh** I can't give to these potty rappers Actors get cut, ya feel it in yo gut You're f**ed, Raptor but I'm k**in' fo fun Better recognise your situation if you want 2 live Yo possessions ya better give Kids, get hit, like bullets was they parents It's apparent I inherit perseverance from my parents My appearance in game, presents to me merits That could all end with the interference of a bullet in the gullet No recipient but you'd still get the message if one hit you They won't dare miss you If I got a issue, I put the barrel to you nose and blow like tissue I'll bless you, you on you way to the afterlife It don't matter, this life or the next I'ma always check mics They sayin' I left competition behind With the rhymes I write Light MC's up, mind dark Heart cold, internal Hell within a young King Listen, I'ma bad boy like Diddy Lose control with flows like Missy I'm the sugar honey ice tea Regardless of my status ya girl gon' like me She eye me and phone, when she home alone But I ain't got time for that ho I'm the stu [Hook] Ain't you the miggity mic checka? (I am) Ain't you the biggity beat wrecka? (I am) Ain't you Mr. Go Getta? (I am) L-Towns Omega, Mic Checka Chiggity Checka Mic Checka Da party wrecka Mic Checka Da party wrecka Mic Checka Da party wrecka Mic Checka Chiggity Chiggity Checka! [Verse 2] Ayo, I'm rollin' in da coup Playing Snoop, drop it like it's hot f** there go mi roof, ya knew We renew the old school Back in school, history cla** Makin' history, spit fresh Listerine Never had a voice just used to write but now they listening I'll k** him and his friends, f** your crew It's Double S Till Infinity, toe tag fools Nail hoes, nail holes in a n***a if he cross me Forever see red, what makes you think a light can stop me? Big tings I do, makin' big moves Notorious on tracks, wax MC's I'm smooth I'm in the party it's about to go down DJ play mi sounds, we vibing No hypin', tryna put my seed in her like plum Her I'm piping, forget typin' I'm likin' the face, but never judge a book by it's cover word to mother I'm the f**in' coldest (WHAT?!) Every time I'm on the mic MC's body's they drop They hearts stop: Beatin', defeatin', beepin' Pop him, rob him, I'm the Dark Knight Who gone stop him? I'm rockin, Hip Hoppin' Behead MC's this the eighth time ain't it Henry? Sippin' henny, can't afford to put my pennies in a well So I never wish I make sh** happen myself [Hook]