Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Check Me Out , by - Miilkbone. Release date: 19.06.1995
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Check Me Out , by - Miilkbone. Check Me Out |
| So many thoughts on when time can make a brain steam |
| You get your shit broke on a quick note, you get a slit throat, fucking with |
| Miilk is just a big joke |
| I down a six pack buff a quick sack come around the ave talking that jazz watch |
| my clique crack. |
| Delaney projects poor developments is more evidence I grew up, and I been raw |
| ever since |
| Dumb intelligence like a hurricane of hurting pain with the murder game smack |
| the printer out the word for rain |
| Try cool his head but the food fled you wanna prevail ill nail that ass like a |
| tool shed |
| I write the ill hard thoughts copycats break your wrist make a fist play your |
| crew like a sega disk |
| I make a white crack fuck it though it’s like that rock a hype track and I bust |
| right back |
| It’s like this like that |
| It’s like this and a |
| Check me out y’all |
| Check me out y’all |
| It’s like this like that |
| It’s like this and a |
| I got one life to live I’m going against the grain. |
| I love a pretty biggie tiddy biddy who’s wild a witty but I’ll never trade her |
| for my shitty niggas in the city |
| Because I’m a crew type of guy you and I superfly Delaney 'n' double I do or |
| die. |
| A one man battle fuck the class saddle when it’s windy it’s a hassle |
| building sandcastles |
| I feel for the flow like I want dough, my grills like a barrel full of bullets |
| and I breathe gunsmoke. |
| (pow) |
| I spit shells that never once choked unless the blunt broke its way over your |
| head like a midget with a jump rope |
| I got the motto to follow within the bottle wake up sleepy hollow and rugged |
| rocky like Colorado |
| So when the water gets deep you spit teeth dorted |
| In the water now you really up shits creek. |
| I got my man AB in back of me with |
| the Calvary to turn the streets into a shooting gallery |
| It’s time to make Mc’s see the light I’m giving what the people like |
| (well how good could he really be he’s white) |
| Now I’mma open Nas poster size it’s like two bitches fighting over guys when |
| they both know we lies |
| I spark the streets with the shank in my shoe never snooze on the crews with |
| the ill street blues |
| I’m guilty of many murders and don’t you get me nervous i hold plenty verses |
| and there more than just a penny purchase |
| I’m from the suave section, go get protection |
| I’ll be right around the block and you won’t find me with directions |
| So we don’t care do what’s up you get your but cut, your girl rides my dick and |
| that’s the only time I fuck up |
| You think your too big but now look what you’ve did, you couldn’t bust me off |
| even if I was a loose wig |
| It’s just like that just just like that I rock a spot on your block and I bust |
| right back. |
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|---|---|
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