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mikrofone rob - fuck it lyrics

[verse 1: mikrofone rob]

soon as you turn a beat on
you know i’m finna’ skeet on
the world, like f-ck it, f-ck you yeah
that’s the sh-t that he on
did someone turn a beat on
i’m hot and i got short sleeves on
i’m in shorts and a beater i’ll beat you like i’m mike tyson
f-ckin’ right ima keep goin’
as long as my f-ckin feet on
god’s green earth since birth i been a b-omb
so tell them b-tches to be gone
and tell my n-gg-s that we on
whatever that means to them
can’t tell me that we ain’t kill em
this that supreme feelin’
i feel it like clean women
you ain’t seen trilla
gorilla, my jeans thicker
you won’t see sicker
unless you go drink liquor
mix molly with dream sickles
then roll up a mean swisher
now get up

[verse 2: mikrofone rob]

i got no love for a policeman and no likes for a judge
i’m living life with a grudge
while hittin pipes full of bud
i shared my sight with my cuz
but since our vision is different
he got offended, defensive
when i mentioned women be pimpin
some got n-gg- intentions
and since i know that i’m winnin’
and since he don’t, well you know
life’s a b-tch, life’s a hoe
and if you committing to it just hope your wife isn’t both
but i take the michael approach
i’m swingin’ pipe gettin’ doh
i’m the only idol i know
and most don’t like it, i know
but on this mic i’m a pro
even to rivals i’m dope
probably reciting my quotes
but it’s cool like ice in my c-ke
i’m a fool but nice with the flow
and spend my nights with a load
of sh-t that pile up on my mind this time i might just explode
in an alley full of mice and some holes
and there’s no light on this road
and you must fight till your old
no this ain’t life as you know
this is life with no soul

[verse 3: mikrofone rob]

i swear it ain’t a n-gg- like me
that’s why all my n-gg-s hype
all my b-tches love me
suck my d-ck then give me cuddy
so if you hate me good i ain’t lookin’ for a buddy
i’m just lookin’ for this money
tryin’ to eat until i’m chubby
i was born ready get my judgement from above me
so you don’t want to test me even if you were to study
i ain’t lucky
i’m just different i ain’t like these other folks
i’m higher than whoever i ain’t even puffin’ smoke, (nope)
f-ck with me and get your feelings hurt
i hear my peers rappin’ and it’s good to see i’m still in first
i say what i want and i never question will it work
everything i spit is ill i know that you gon’ feel this verse
d-mn he c-cky, no i’m f-ckin’ real
i got a bunch of skill
i just need a f-ckin’ deal
f-ck, he done said f-ck, like thirty times
but i put it on my moms
you won’t f-ckin’ try him

- mikrofone rob lyrics

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