MIC CHECK Lyrics By Giggs
Yeah, ****, mic check
Check, left-right and then it's right-left
Yeah, front-step it and I'm light step
Gets clizzy and I hype it, pep
Crash dummy **** try and test
Yes, feet funny, ****, slide left
Yeah, same funny **** digest
When, man bust it in your guy's chest
Straight crooked that you gotta chef, chef
Straight cook it I'm a sly chef, yes
Big bookey ****, wireless
Swing, quick hook it, then it's Marrakesh
Woo, yeah (Let's go)
Who let the gang out?
We be them ****, **** respectin' by now
Anywhere's peckham where Peckham **** hang out
****'ll bring it and I brought every man out
Can't take all the credit for how them figures pan out
'Bout to work the plan up and, ****, this the plan now
She wants a picture but scared to let the fan out
Hold up the Shredder, she wanna let the Krang out
Pick the stick up
We get stuck up, this a stick-up
Money and pussy, my ****, get the liquor
We get the millions, my bro, a **** richer
Fuck all the bickering, watch the **** bicker
You ain't on nothin', that age you're even thicker
Man are all crackers, and shit, I've seen the picture
He need a blessing, that **** need a vicar
Them evil ****, them make me even sicker
Tried to light weed up and then they keep your clipper
Man'll get Jack on them ****, meet the ripper
Man ain't got jack on my drip and he's a dripper
Yeah, mack daddy H from that aggy placenames
That madting weight
That brudda's bait
Boom boom, that brother's date
Bag the shottas
Grab the cutters
Bag of nutters
Even when ridin', make sure to break apart
Man are just haters, my **** never suckered
Mic check, one, two
Mic check, one, two
Just do it with the razor, that's a knife check
Leave 'em on the respirator, that's a life check
Tell a district attorney she got a nice neck
Man cut away, just cut away
One thing you will never see is another day, nah
I hit the blunt slow and fall back
Your loved ones in the front row in all black
Keep your eyes on 'em 'cause we gotta sting 'em
From the United States to the United Kingdom
Mmm, just as long as you don't tell shit
Yeah, violators will get dealt with
When I'm countin' up, this a safe party
Bunch of stars on the roof, that's a Wraith party
Team of lawyers that'll get rid of the case for me
Lil' **** that'll shoot you in the face for me
Bwoy
