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theodore unit - pass the mic lyrics
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[intro: du-lilz]
ya’ll m-th-f-ckas know who this be
it’s theodore, yo, let me hear somethin’ my n-gg-
let me hear something
[wigs]
we the champion, we spit like, top of the line
hold weight while you still push nickel and dime
and my shine hold my stones than your local jeweler
more ice than a picnic cooler, slick wigs the ruler
round the raincoat, stash my gat in the car wash
how i got such a smooth flow, but i spit too harsh
b-tter nut squash leather, big face cheddar
don’t f-ck with no groupie, hid in a high school sweater
we rope rats, roll money stuffed in stacks
rock show after show, and don’t claim no tax
got custom deep pockets and my pimpin’ slacks
and my tephlon shirt, in case they got gats
[trife da god]
yo wigs, this is theodore, you know how we rock it
[solomon childs]
trife da god, show these n-gg-s why they ain’t poppin’
[trife da god]
i’m not enthused, by these rap dudes
all in they videos, posin’ half nude, with all of them tattoos
til i blacken they eyes and have them lookin’ like racc–n
now they stuck tail, stuffed in they -ss like a baboon
i do you dirty like a table chop, and the blocks on fire
these n-gg-s be rockin’ more wires than a cable box
hit you with a fatal shot, lay you to rest
get your cradle rocked, by two glocks aimed to your chest
they say it’s deep, and never lose his stripes
well put his -ss in a cage with this iron, bet he lose his life
i’m a beast like priest holmes, keep spittin’ them weak poems
and i’mma wreck you and straight disconnect you like cheap phones
you can ride for you team and die with the marines
for tryin’ to intervene, while i’mma tryin’ to get this cream
[ghostface killah]
aiyo, knick knack patty wack, light up, twist a fatty jack
four shotties, and playin’ them lobbies where those cracks be at
stay foul, break vows, n-gg-s sniff gun pow-der
check my caliber, make sure it register
bring forth your head and stuff, don’t wanna huff, puff
or cuss, get stuffed in little bags, like angel dust
check out the bangle cuts, double rocks, tangled up
and couples got bubbles, in the tub, lightin’ the double dutch
hey, hey, hey, ghostface and donna jay
trife dies’, killa bamz, wigs, kryme got the yay’
all day, all up in your hood like court dates
concealed heat, like a sheep dog or a northface
small sp-ce, more b-ss, polly like sh-r- bait
molly got four trays, and pinned dog with raw haze
just like the old days, willie mays, with a low cut fade
duster play the giant, when i’m on stage
[trife da god]
pretty tone, yeah i see you in the c-ckpit
[solomon childs]
donna jay, put his face in the dirt like an ostrich
[cappadonna]
nah, i don’t really have to spit nothin’ to complex
i just rep for my hood, and it sound correct
it’s mic checka, juan don, in the place to be
and i be playin’ on these tracks, like one, two, three
one some theodore sh-t, like it once was me
with the laid back sh-t, like the country be
bone the hoes, all the time, smoke blunts with g
goon squad hooligans, got fronts in jeeps
why you jealous m-th-f-ckas gotta jump my beats
trife diesel and ghostface dump they heats
in your face, real hard, straight lump they meats
wont sell cracks to you, but i pump the streets
and tear p-ssy out the frame, while you hump the sheets
and i know ya’ll n-gg-s hate, and can’t wait til i’m gone
that’s why i keep drivin’ on by, tootin’ my h-rn
da-da-da-de-da-duhhhh
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