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Mic Check by The Clickالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Mic Check by The Click

     

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[E-40 talking]
Testing testing one two
Te testing testing one two
Testing testing one two
Te testing testing one two
Motherfuckers don't understand how we do it check game

[E-40]
I take a slow beat,and do a fast rap
I'm not a mark simp trick or a punk sap
I bust the lyrics so quick you must admit my rhymes on hit
You know that nigga from the click
The one that be talking all that shit
So take a puff of the potent dank
While I make yo ass thank
Then go mobbing through the town on a full tank
Crank up the beat
Voicetress, make that shit throb
Stick yo head out the window and say what's up sahob

[B-legit]
I take a slow beat, and bust a slow rhyme
You see the motherfucking dank will do it all the time
It gets me in the mood (in the mood) that is so relaxed
Stalking with gen and then I gotta tax
So now I'm on baby with the top down
Reload pound, call Legit a cock hound
And I'm looking for a bitch that's known foe
I heard she could blow, I want to hook her at my studio

[E-40]
That's right, fool its the Calvary
So don't be mad at thee
We spitting that good stuff on the mic for a salary
My name is E-40 and I'm known as a hill billy
Straight from the Hillside of the V

[B-Legit]
I'm having money

[E-Feezy]
I got my feddi on

[B-Legit]
I'm popping con

[E-40]
Just to fuck with your dome, like right about now
You should be saying "dude kinda tight though"
But let me hush before I start up a fight you know

[B-Legit]
As far as funk man I think you ought to not (ought to what?)
Even attempt to run up you'll get taught (that's right)

[B-Legit & E-40]
By some chitterling eating hog maw
Niggas that be beating down fools putting suckers to sleep

[E-40]
We walks around stage looking heck of Humongous
Rappers step up and get pilled like a sun kiss
We them fools that you've been hearing about The Click
The word on the streets is that we coming up too quick
Some might think I'm slanging yola, ice cream,candy see but
They done fucked around and let us blacks make money legally
Now it's gotten to the point to where its really uncontrollable
40 takes advantage of the rap game gullible

[E-40 talking]
Testing testing one two
Te testing testing one two
Testing testing one two
Te testing testing one two

[B-Legit]
I take a slow beat, like I did at first
Cause I'm still with the bitch in the first verse
She's down on her knees, and I'm on the dank
I would stop plugging but you know I can't (cant)
Never been down with O.P.P without money
So hear this shit here honey
I know you got mail, it's close to the first
You should have a fat ass knot in your purse (that's right)
So once you start nothing get a Jackson
Then for me, you always get action

[E-40]
And fuck a tore up ass hoochie with a withered ass coochie
See a nigga in boosey, then want to give up the pussy (hey)
I tell a bitch in a minute check game hoe I'm po
And I ain't got no motherfucking cash flow (that's right)
Never would furnish a hoe, ride her around in some limo's
And buy her things that contempo
Fuck that, that ain't my fortay
That there part of the game, I don't play
Tweek off my tongue rolling up zags getting twisted
The form of speech that I be spitting is unlisted
I fucks with game unposted timex Carlos Rossi
I got crew bank but I'm like Ted Deebiassi
I'm not a nothing ass nigga, just down for my riches
I wairs big Britches, don't hang around snitches
Serious about my motherfucking capital (capital)
Uzi whipping those who take me practical

[E-40]
You know

[Mugzy]
He a fool with that one

[E-40]
See-L-I-see-K in this motherfucker (testing testing one two)
E-40 alias Mr Flamboyant (Testing testing one two)
1992 Magazine street my sahobs, whats up hillside
(testing testing one two)

Writer : ATKINSON, QAADIR/JONES, QUINCY III/CLEVELAND, JAMES
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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