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chris travis - mic check lyrics

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[intro]

[hook x2]
mic check, two one two, b-tch
realest young n-gga in the room, sh-t
heard that my back not groomed b-tch
late, but i still leave soon, quick
f-ck up out my way
ya’ll n-ggas throwing shade
but your itunes got chris travis tapes
bucking young n-gga in a city full of fakes
i’ll do a n-gga bad
i’ll want to catch a case

[verse]
p-ssy n-gga shut the f-ck up
only time you up [is] when your -ss waking up
i’m making cake while you n-ggas caking up
i’m getting baked from the dawn till the dusk
i’ll pull a n-gga back
leave him chained to a truck
these n-ggas whack
but some fans in a buzz
my flow crack
you don’t got to pay for drugs
my world deep
but my pain is the love

i just really really want to blow me a dub
i just really really want to smoke me a blunt
these n-ggas fake man, these n-ggas c-nts
i don’t play with them, eat them up like a runt
say it to my face and your face get stomped
step out of place
better know where your from
come up to my plate, better have your funds
and i don’t want a little
b-tch, i want the whole sum

[hook]

[outro]



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