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Me, motherfucker, it's me, motherfucker You know me, motherfucker Me, motherfucker, you know me, motherfucker It's me, motherfucker Me, motherfucker, you know me, motherfucker You know me, motherfucker Me, motherfucker, you know me, motherfucker You know me, motherfucker Mean mug, I've got the team up If I ain't lean up, you're getting beat up And if I am, then, what's the plan, then? I be the striker and you're the keeper Hold these shots, shine when they told me not Throw dirt on my name but they owe me gwop So I skirted a lane You was robbing her purse for the change Little boy, you better learn to behave Or at least be like me Trap house, crack house, we might creep We don't break down and we don't sleep We do takedowns and freak on street He might spit, though, but he don't beef Put the mic down, lick out your three front teeth Get up, I told him get up Nah, you can't wake him cause he's gone sleep Letras de cancionesWakey wakey I lurk with your Paige until I take your cakey Make the madness till the madness don't make me You're an actress in the mainstream From the hood but you've been in like eight teams And nine crews, that don't make sense Give her barebacks, he's giving her latex I give 'em the mic, they don't know what to say next And I wasn't in Bow with an Avirex But if you're talking shops, yeah, I made them shut If you're talking opps, yeah, I made them cut If you're talking roads, the feds tape them up Bet you a grand that your favourite MC right now Is coming out fake as fuck I could say names and stuff But true say, I ain't gotta bait that up Me, motherfucker, it's me, motherfucker You know me, motherfucker Me, motherfucker, you know me, motherfucker It's me, motherfucker Me, motherfucker, you know me, motherfucker You know me, motherfucker Me, motherfucker, you know me, motherfucker You know me, motherfucker From Letras Mania