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that yung chase – mic checka lyrics

[verse 1]
rollin’ wid the motherf-ckin’ team
my team be the double… f-ck it you who my team be
freedom come at fee
these so called mc’s level with my feet
i walk all over them in the streets
defeat, they feet get broke if try go toe 2 toe
been stealin’ ho’s on my grinch sh-t
yeah it’s gon’ be a white christmas
for ya ho i shoot then go
she give and go with my b-lls
she saw my d-ck in da bathroom, so i don’t know why she p-ssed
was gettin’ brain the cl-ssroom, i still couldn’t learn sh-t
a sh-t i can’t give to these potty rappers
actors get cut, ya feel it in yo gut
you’re f-cked, raptor but i’m k!llin’ fo fun
better recognise your situation if you want 2 live
yo possessions ya better give
kids, get hit, like bullets was they parents
it’s apparent i inherit perseverance from my parents
my appearance in game, presents to me merits
that could all end with the interference of a bullet in the gullet
no recipient but you’d still get the message if one hit you
they won’t dare miss you
if i got a issue, i put the barrel to you nose and blow like tissue
i’ll bless you, you on you way to the afterlife
it don’t matter, this life or the next
i’ma always check mics
they sayin’ i left compet-tion behind
with the rhymes i write
light mc’s up, mind dark
heart cold, internal h-ll within a young king
listen, i’ma bad boy like diddy
lose control with flows like missy
i’m the sugar honey ice tea
regardless of my status ya girl gon’ like me
she eye me and phone, when she home alone
but i ain’t got time for that ho
i’m the stu

[hook]
ain’t you the miggity mic checka? (i am)
ain’t you the biggity beat wrecka? (i am)
ain’t you mr. go getta? (i am)
l-towns omega, mic checka
chiggity checka
mic checka
da party wrecka
mic checka
da party wrecka
mic checka
da party wrecka
mic checka chiggity chiggity checka!

[verse 2]
ayo, i’m rollin’ in da coup
playing snoop, drop it like it’s hot
f-ck there go mi roof, ya knew
we renew the old school
back in school, history cl-ss
makin’ history, spit fresh listerine
never had a voice just used to write but now they listening
i’ll k!ll him and his friends, f-ck your crew
it’s double s till infinity, toe tag fools
nail hoes, nail holes in a n-gga if he cross me
forever see red, what makes you think a light can stop me?
big tings i do, makin’ big moves
notorious on tracks, wax mc’s i’m smooth
i’m in the party it’s about to go down
dj play mi sounds, we vibing
no hypin’, tryna put my seed in her like plum
her i’m piping, forget typin’
i’m likin’ the face, but never judge a book by it’s cover word to mother
i’m the f-ckin’ coldest (what?!)
every time i’m on the mic mc’s body’s they drop
they hearts stop:
beatin’, defeatin’, beepin’
pop him, rob him, i’m the dark knight
who gone stop him? i’m rockin, hip hoppin’
behead mc’s this the eighth time ain’t it henry?
sippin’ henny, can’t afford to put my pennies in a well
so i never wish i make sh-t happen myself

[hook]

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