Nook10 - Mike Vick Lyrics

Yea click
On the other line dat was yo bitch
Mike Vick
Niggas know been a dog wit dis shit
How da f*ck
You go put a puddle up wit a pit
I'm da shit, all i know is hoopers and dem convicts
I been getting to dis bread
I'm just getting to dis money, i ain't laughing, ain't shit funny
I been sleeping on da floor
I been going door to door
Don't touch yo profit let it grow, Don't smoke yo profit, let it show
I'm smoking broccoli fasho
Dey sell dat gas like Texaco
I'm tired of f*cking wit dese hoes
I can't do dat shit nomo
I just need me one down bitch
Pretty slim brown bitch, one dats gon keep me grounded
Used to bring my yea ina crib till moms found it
Yea bitch we bout it
Whole squad verified
Nigga look you in yo eyes
I could tell you terrified
Bitch ass hoe nigga
Never could flow nigga
Hit the studio, engineer telling you go home nigga
Never followed flows i just learn to be my own nigga
Yea I'm just feeling like Hov mixed wit da old Jigga
Niggas taking all these shots, but i ain't talking bout no liquor
Nigga try and take his shot, just to crop me out the picture
I got a magazine for every f*cking issue witcha
Niggas talking stupid we might have to come and getcha Stop and pop
And Dey won't miss ya, Dey got ammo like militias wait

Yea click
On the other line dat was yo bitch
Mike Vick
Niggas know been a dog wit dis shit
How da f*ck
You go put a puddle up wit a pit
I'm da shit, all i know is hoopers and dem convicts
I been getting to dis bread
I'm just getting to dis money, i ain't laughing, ain't shit funny
I been sleeping on da floor
I been going door to door
Don't touch yo profit let it grow, Don't smoke yo profit, let it show
I'm smoking broccoli fasho

I been sleeping on da floor
I been going door to door
Don't touch yo profit let it grow, Don't smoke yo profit, let it show
I'm smoking broccoli fasho

I'm just booling wit gang
Free my niggas out dem chains
I ain't f*cking wit no lames
FU FU niggas f*cked da game, witchu reppin, wat yu bang
On dat corner, wat yu slang, Dem people catch yu, yu go sing, i ain't have a f*cking thing
A real nigga i remain
Yu can't really say da same
I ain't never f*cking change
Niggas hating early morning, we go call em Charlemagne
Pull yo piece, yu better bang
Pull yo piece, yu better bang
I got it locked like wedding rings