| Hey Boo, who gonna check me
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| Ya thought yo all had the … did you?
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| Yeah, oh, study fortunate throttle to … so I got the Louie machina so I could
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| smuggle the bottle
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| About the war, brick city, see the streets respecter
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| Police on electro, I keeps the extra, the Gucci fleece sweaters, all our reeks …
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| The same… bitch now I speak better
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| More than lace and tracks I … dust it
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| Nothing less than crack we riding us touch it
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| Our box cut it, watch the blocks bust it
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| I got them shit bubbling like shots in your bottom
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| Little more than a problem, Nostradamo
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| Never on schedule always good timing
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| I’m right back on it, I’m right back on it
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| Ain’t even gotta try just suck my ball with
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| The blink of an eye now the streets are zone us
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| And do the damn thang till I’m open in shortness, come on
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| Who’s gonna check me boo, not you
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| Who’s gonna check me boo, not you
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| Who’s gonna check me boo, not you
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| Who’s gonna check me boo, not you
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| Got a whole lot of flack and … you
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| People still, digga digga, now what’s left to prove
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| Spitting properly, ever since… and foxy, copy, tip and socky
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| Shrimp and … I turn the hippie when I hit that sticky
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| Worse than cake, I transform like whip whinkley
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| All these chicks geeks and less than 6 weeks
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| I shot all down like tell the … bitch, shut up bitch
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| Dipping off chain poses, switch seats, back on the stage, might let that bitch
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| speak
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| Singin all of their hook like swiss beats, freeze
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| Who’s gonna check me boo, not you
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| Who’s gonna check me boo, not you
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| Who’s gonna check me boo, not you
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| Who’s gonna check me boo, not you
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| If I was you I wouldn’t try no papers, never know what’s next your name come up
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| on that paper
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| Get assassinated, lyrically lacerated, to men this is exasperating
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| Got a classic waiting, let’s go, trimming jay to vay … follow way to the ga
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| Drive me in the streets watch… to a …
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| Thing I’m gonna scorch … you … is replay
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| Go DJ, and I’ma spit it all, I bring the pain you can’t … windows in a raw
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| An old friend’s a … real suspect ya, I ain’t sharing no… I might just … this
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| Did you expect it to get this … I even spit backwards like the bitch dyslexic
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| Me address … next hip hop’s back …
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| Last chick try to flex that ass got checked, let’s go
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| Who’s gonna check me boo, not you
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| Who’s gonna check me boo, not you
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| Who’s gonna check me boo, not you
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| Who’s gonna check me boo |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Who Gonna Check Me Boo , by - Rah Digga. Song from the album Classic , in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп