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アーティスト:Mr. Mike 

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Ss..ss..uh..uh..smoke that Uh..ss..ss..hit it Ss..look bitch..bitch hit it uh How many niggas want to ride tonight, die tonight, survive tonight How many niggas want to ride tonight, die tonight, survive tonight How many niggas want to ride tonight, die tonight, survive tonight How many niggas want to ride tonight, die tonight, survive tonight With Mr. Gun-Clapper blast, who got murder for that killer slash Thug rapper, as these niggas begin to come after Me in the middle of the night Is it Mr. Mike or did I change my name to Victor In the middle of the fight Quiet, shh, on the set, light up ya blunts and cigarettes The richer G's get, the bitcher these niggas My picture gets painted like Leonardo de Vinci, fully of envy Texas was the spot niggas got shot and fucked ya memories Send me the flyest MC that's tryin' to see And Suave come pound, they got hung, broke down to the highest degree Well I be, the bitch want to fuck Mike for free Either slide me a G or get the fuck up out my ride see My oozy weighs a ton, when you niggas see me run Got game to fuck a nun, blame my gun I leave you shakin' son of a bitch, I'm rich I'm quick to hit chu' up (Nigga) It's them strange motherfuckers that don't give a fuck I was born and brought up where these streets be the key Erasin' suspicious and heartless niggas on the streets Some live in poverty, even though a nigga be slangin' dope And dodgin' the Feds cause them bastards want me broke Back flashes of prison, for


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