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mike smiff - set it off كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
ayy i go by the name of mike smiff
i’m from miami, florida
and i just signed to slip-n-slide records
you know we puttin’ on for dade county
broward county, palm beach county
tampa, tallah-ssee, fort pierce, belle glade, clewiston, bradenton
from the panhandle to key west, mia, fla
yeah the inmates running the compound now n-gga
touché i’m all in, let’s get it n-gga

[verse]
we gon’ take it back to that gutter sh-t
that pain sh-t, that struggle sh-t
’cause i ain’t really feelin’ all that other sh-t
young savage, slip-n-slide, finally gettin’ juice
robbin’ and penny pinchin’, dodgin’ the penitentiary
dirty clothes on my floor, dirty dishes in my kitchen
marijuana in my lungs, brown liquor in my kindeys
the good die young, sh-t that’s what we were told
so we believe we can do anything but grow old
so we start livin’ life like tomorrow ain’t for sure
every n-gga i know was robbin’ and sellin’ dope
sittin’ in my math cl-ss and i was dead broke
so i dropped out of school and started kicking in doors
i was influenced by my surroundings
man my whole d-mn environment was full of nothing but drugs and violence
certified steppers, we was slangin’ them hammers
we was really out here in it, taking our freedom for granted
they started lockin’ n-ggas up and we found out the hard way
lookin’ out the window, see them boys in the driveway
kickin’ in your door with arrest warrants and search warrants
with gloves on, looking for the cocaine and firearms
n0body told us ’bout this part dog
they only told us ’bout the rims and the big cars dog
only told us ’bout the money and the hoes dog
they ain’t tell us ’bout going up the road dog
and they ain’t tell us ’bout these cold -ss cells, nasty -ss food
head counts, you can’t even sleep how you want to
six beds for eighty-nine n-ggas in the same room
make a n-gga find out soon who really a goon
and they ain’t tell us ’bout them courtrooms, get shackled down
lookin’ all in the crowd, see your mama cryin’
brother got his head down, sister ’bout to lose her mind
your baby mama looking tired, your friends nowhere ’round
that real pain
since they k!lled my n-gga raymond i ain’t been the same
too much anger built up, man i’m still in pain
i slap a p-ssy n-gga in his sh-t for anything, i’m talkin’ anything
and i done been through a lot of hurt
and i done walked through a lot of rain, a lot of dirt
i told touché this rap sh-t gotta work
put slip-n-slide on my back ’til my body hurt
and when i make it tell jay-z i’m sorry to say
i’m puttin’ racks to my head, puttin’ twenty-eights on my seven-tre
puttin’ ice on my chain, puttin’ a grill in my mouth
it ain’t no disrespect but that’s just how it is in the south
you wasn’t in these streets riskin’, gettin’ k!lled or doin’ bids
to get up all this money to live, conserve an m
i wanna shine like master p ‘dem, t-double-d ‘dem
boosie, wayne, and bg ‘dem, i wanted to be them
i finally got a chance to get my mama out the projects
and i ain’t gotta use no ak’s or no pyrex
watch a n-gga grind and put it all on the line
and slip-n-slide finna shine like it’s 1999, yeah

[outro]
it’s 1999, yeah
like it’s 19, yeah
i say watch a n-gga grind and put it all on the line
and slip-n-slide finna shine like it’s 1999, yeah
slip-n-slide records
mike smiff
305, mia-yo
mia, fla
down south dade county, turnpike south, exit 6
we finna set this b-tch off

- mike smiff

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