Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mic Check, artist - Juelz Santana. Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Song language: English
Mic Check |
| Ali, jab i weave then come back with da same jab times three, I blow smoke to the |
| heaven im so dope its |
| A weapon raps one big casino im plottin ocean eleven aye i might have sold the |
| least but i still |
| Manage to most feared by most MCs (good) who dope as me who close to me for |
| sure papi nobody yea thats |
| Hows its supposed to be now listen you could either comprehend it or compliment |
| it its all authentic |
| Yup but you better believe whenever i say no homo you could bet your balls i |
| meant it |
| (Hook) |
| Mic check 1,2,1,2 (1,2) |
| Mic check 1,2,1,2 (1,2) |
| Mic check 1,2 what is this Santana’s back to bussiness lets go. |
| Aye |
| Mic check 1,2,1,2 (Check) |
| Mic check 1,2,1,2 (Check) |
| Mic check 1,2 what is this Santana’s back to bussiness lets go |
| Bad news rap dudes Im back fools get a throne up this is that jack move Achoo i |
| just sneezed and the |
| Track moves god blessed me yes thats true so bright throw lights up for me, |
| for life married the game |
| Throw rice up for me, (yes) so nice throw ice up for me 2 pieces for big and 1 |
| piece for the keys I am |
| Back like cooked crack yup even my connect asked me how cooked that up, |
| I told em a brick of |
| Me is equevelent to 50 keys broken down sold around we in the city streets |
| (wow) if you catch me sexing |
| A chick its a bisexual chick or something foreign I’ll never forget yes Im the |
| shit bet Im the shit |
| How much lay it down whatever you bet I got it covered Aye |
| (Hook) |
| Shit homie quick homie get a camera get a flip (yes) get a load of this homie |
| the fifths on me say |
| Something the fifths off me aim ready to bust damn the fifths horny the albums |
| done and between the |
| Albums coming its been a while but fuck it this time around im frontin i done |
| styled the stunnin, i |
| Done wowed the public, i done payed my dues, did my hundred miles of runnin, |
| now im back (AYE!) like raw |
| Cocaine put in da pot with water and soda then thrown on flames and look what |
| came out was me yes |
| Crack in the flesh at its best so hot, won't stop, dont knock me, dont stop dont |
| watch, dont copy, stones |
| Rock, froze blocks, so cocky, hoes watch, hoes jock, go papi aye |
| (Hook) |