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Mighty Mouse Trap Rap (M.M.T.R)
Some of y'all act hard, but you really ain't got no thug in you Wonder who put that drug in you, buggin bro Cock 1000 mississippi, you pussies still ain't got to the poppin maine Shit talking and walking, what you talking maine, stop it maine A philosopher with street educate ...ready and elevated I'm slated to be the under greatest You never heard about word of mouth Gossip girls herb em out, on the pearls, heard about, no doubt Fabrication in segments, hate that you niggas faking 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 The papers you making, eye contact, now I'm at your hand shaking Waking rappers back up to reality, rather be quality over quantity Honestly, half of these actors be drag queens Others is caffeine, quick chop this, chop Just give me my hip hop Back to the basics, I take it away from the fake shit Wrong pill, talking matrix, bitch
[Hook]x 2 Here I come to save the day, for the ones that fade away Give a fuck what niggas say, ok, ok I ain't looking at dudes, I'm looking past you I ain't looking at dudes, I'm looking past you
What happened to the real shit, dog When you really could feel shit, dog Niggas frauds, bitches is rapping they rappin niggas broads Dog, give back my lyrics cause, in the blood feel it Ain't no gang type shit, this spreading the love Penitentiaries pack us, in the hand cuffs Enough to drive a man mask blood Pocka, pocka, blus, talking in god we trust And the mighty dollar we lust While we stuck betties riding patties to county for us Yeah, just the way it is, way it was, way it will forever be Till the end of these cubs, no longer give me buzz Hold on to memory out, asking sean trevon Troy, mok above Stay that biggy, pay for emc and emciing And homies pray, so that they also leaving When they've no escape, no more sour on the plate Fuck the haters, let em hate, make it at your own pace, player!
[Hook]x 2 Here I come to save the day, for the ones that fade away Give a fuck what niggas say, ok, ok I ain't looking at dudes, I'm looking past you I ain't looking at dudes, I'm looking past you
Nigga this, nigga that, nigga juke upon that your fitted cap Better go get that wig and tac, you don't know where to get rid of that Weirdos getting tears, don't got no skills for real, don't really rap Here go that, whole share go slap, her lips on dick from pills in fact Young niggas just like you so, riding dick to get the dough Hurts and kisses that you know, tic tac toe that's backio Rap before was bout to flow, dope ass be the killer show Common ...still actin like you killer dope Music just don't feel no more, music just ain't ill no more Music ain't really real no more, y'all real housewife mtv show Ass, ass, ass, ass really though Kirko Bang on my brain, love the chain wearing blow Mtv raps, you sugar throat, Nicki minaj silicone, what type of shit you bitches on Some of these ... he'll be my son, some of these raps and ... Gotta get the picture clear
[Hook]x 2 Here I come to save the day, for the ones that fade away Give a fuck what niggas say, ok, ok I ain't looking at dudes, I'm looking past you I ain't looking at dudes, I'm looking past you.
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