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mr. cheeks – what the f**k is this كلمات اغاني

first of all, i set this off on the right note
i wear no leather white shoes, no leather white coat
it’s your n_gga cheeks, coming from the slum
f_cking with the rest of them
you know the best of them is crumbs
a lot of slum cats, we get hit with bum raps
how much you want to bet them f_ggots set them dumb traps
so all we been through, go through, and run through
now when i cop my jewelry, i gotta cop a gun too
certain f_ggot n_ggas i don’t f_ck with anymore
they fronting like they seen nothing, i know many saw
keep it lowkey, yeah these n_ggas know me
i’m motherf_cking od, i represent with ob
basically cuz a n_gga’s talking sh_t still
i bеt when i drop my sh_t, they see that sh_t’s real
that n_gga hit, hе did some sh_t, he did a long big
[?], it’s on kid
my brother wally on the side, he keep that heavy metal
n_ggas know when i come through i keeps it very ghetto
[?], it’s lowkey relating
suckas fronting like they rich, what that b_tch saying?
players haters hating on us cuz we jingling
with hot chicks, we mingling, they pop until they’re single and
seen my menace on, f_ck it, once again it’s on
sk!lls is what y’all n_ggas need, got weed and my guinness on

basically, man, i see it all the time
n_ggas fronting shine but they can’t grind
what the f_ck is this?
these corny n_ggas always fronting like they ball
when we come through, they play the wall
what the f_ck is this?

i goes the whole mile, my style is unlisted
this ain’t no comeback so don’t get it twisted
we get money, spend money, how the cool do
y’all n_ggas see me doing me, y’all n_ggas, who you?
your fast food rap groups with your rap troupes
first of all, where y’all n_ggas get your rap roots?
forget laying up, i’m staying up in labs
pushing rhymes like yo, we taking planes like cash
the jiggy n_gga from queens with my [?] jeans
my videos with some prose, the boulevard sings
okay, tec sh_t, get paid before i wreck sh_t
that n_gga from the slums so i comes with some neck sh_t
my army black, it keep me covered, got my tims on
hot shoes up in my whip, that means there’s rims on
basically we stepping high to this sh_t
basically man, we got to this sh_t
crumple sticky green inside the sweet backwoods
duns sn_tching black hoods, it’s real how we attack hoods
how that sh_t sound, my chick shop midtown
write my own rhymes man, n0body holds the kid down
first of all, it’s official how we ball
higher and higher, us n_ggas trying not to fall
i could care less about your n_gga’s [?]
like i said, do you but don’t break the rules

- mr cheeks

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