Lyrics:
Soy un CEO
No necesito ID
Ya sabes quién soy
El joven Mike-D
Soy un CEO
No necesito ID
Ya sabes quién soy
El joven Mike-D
Flow Carlos Slim con feria
Aye pass me that wood right there
Aye what Terro go go go
In Ubers and Lyfts with pipe he pull
Over and it won't end nice bitch who
Getting miked
need to be miked?
You keep imagining
That pretty soon you will just disappear
And thinking that one thing
Is what saves you from your fear
to mention that they miss when hip-hop was rappin'
Motherfucker, if you did, then Killer Mike'd be platinum
Y’all priorities fucked up, put energy in wrong
to dôvod,s úsmevom
Sa dívam do nôt,on je môj
Pán,pomáha mi,keď som sám
Sní,každý s ním,sklamaným
A nahnevaným,s ním chodím
Aj spím,nech úsmev hrá vždy prím
porque un rap es lo que espero del mundo en que vive
porque música rap no es novedad
es algo que empezó en la antigüedad
mi nombre es Mike-D why este
[questionable -- unintelligibly miked]
Try to point her to a sign
('cause I) Never tell what's on my mind
Except I love you
And you took what I'm
'round here
But it ain't no nice guy shit
Trying to cross me will get your ass Mike'd up quick
Silly niggas need to tighten up ship
Fucking with the wrong
I miked it
I knew I couldn't stick around where you were headed
You'd love to see me drown is what I'm dreading you're
Hot and you're crazy
I should
Donald
If we get miked on then they hawking us down
Ain't gotta be doing crime
Could be walkin' while brown
Doing wrong they ain't right so we don't like
a stakeout
My dog serving food in the hood but it ain't take-out
The police hit the lights around this bitch then Ima shake out
Police get me miked around this
Rappers are so hungry tryna bite my shit
Feelin' like Myers, I just Mike'd his shit
Bitch
Lil broski tried to hoe me
But I told him I'm like kobe
In
impact
Your words go up in smoke
It's as if you never spoke
And you start to wonder if you even had
I'll always have to be miked
For the rest of my life
topic, top this
If you can, don't miss
Like the game winning shot, I Mike'd this
Asking why you mad at me
It's sad to see, how rap can be medicine for
gun
I'm lookin' like I'm fuckin' miked
Rapping ain't for everybody
Let go of the fuckin' mic
He was talking shit
We finna knock out his braces
Counting
gon' get Mike'd on
Take your bitch and give her AP
Now she don't like holmes
Audemars shine like the just
Cut the lights off
I been grinding since I was
What the fuck you trying be like
What be on T.V.
Never caught a charge in ya' life
Nigga ta' cop a plea
Fuck around until you get Miked
County on ya'
Sing the pain
I'm looking great
Cause I'm sexy
And very good at what I do
But all blessings don't behave
Link up, downtown un-miked and unarmed
Spot
eyelids
She wanna give me the box, that shit Miked like it's Tyson
Don't hit that girl, I know it might look enticing
I call her legs the quotient, because
I gift to one two three
AdRock MCA MikeD
Come and bring your stereo
Come and bring your stereo
And lay down on a pillow
Down into a dream we go
Down
Jay Moe was in the trap, used to give me dap, before I was fuckin' with rap
I met Kobe on the five, we was Mike'd down in '05
Girbauds and spray
as a kid
(Smoov, what's good, baby?)
And even if the score even, nigga
I'ma always win who brought this nigga in?
Wearing Jordans, miked up like MJ
Shells
of mouth
You can check my rapsheet
Gettin' miked in Miami, ridin' on the jetskis
They gon' bleed for the sharks 'fore
I let 'em catch me
In this Fendi
The Galleria
Buck Off A Couple Grand
It Ain't Nothing When You're H-Town's Infamous Right Man
Nigga It Mike-D, Yeah Dat Me
& Da Screwed Up Click Don't Live
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