lirik lagu what the f**k is this – mr. cheeks
first of all, i set this off on the right note
i wear no leather white shoes, no leather white coat
it’s your n*gga cheeks, coming from the slum
f*cking with the rest of them
you know the best of them is crumbs
a lot of slum cats, we get hit with bum raps
how much you want to bet them f*ggots set them dumb traps
so all we been through, go through, and run through
now when i cop my jewelry, i gotta cop a gun too
certain f*ggot n*ggas i don’t f*ck with anymore
they fronting like they seen nothing, i know many saw
keep it lowkey, yeah these n*ggas know me
i’m motherf*cking od, i represent with ob
basically cuz a n*gga’s talking sh*t still
i bеt when i drop my sh*t, they see that sh*t’s real
that n*gga hit, hе did some sh*t, he did a long big
[?], it’s on kid
my brother wally on the side, he keep that heavy metal
n*ggas know when i come through i keeps it very ghetto
[?], it’s lowkey relating
suckas fronting like they rich, what that b*tch saying?
players haters hating on us cuz we jingling
with hot chicks, we mingling, they pop until they’re single and
seen my menace on, f*ck it, once again it’s on
sk!lls is what y’all n*ggas need, got weed and my guinness on
basically, man, i see it all the time
n*ggas fronting shine but they can’t grind
what the f*ck is this?
these corny n*ggas always fronting like they ball
when we come through, they play the wall
what the f*ck is this?
i goes the whole mile, my style is unlisted
this ain’t no comeback so don’t get it twisted
we get money, spend money, how the cool do
y’all n*ggas see me doing me, y’all n*ggas, who you?
your fast food rap groups with your rap troupes
first of all, where y’all n*ggas get your rap roots?
forget laying up, i’m staying up in labs
pushing rhymes like yo, we taking planes like cash
the jiggy n*gga from queens with my [?] jeans
my videos with some prose, the boulevard sings
okay, tec sh*t, get paid before i wreck sh*t
that n*gga from the slums so i comes with some neck sh*t
my army black, it keep me covered, got my tims on
hot shoes up in my whip, that means there’s rims on
basically we stepping high to this sh*t
basically man, we got to this sh*t
crumple sticky green inside the sweet backwoods
duns sn*tching black hoods, it’s real how we attack hoods
how that sh*t sound, my chick shop midtown
write my own rhymes man, n0body holds the kid down
first of all, it’s official how we ball
higher and higher, us n*ggas trying not to fall
i could care less about your n*gga’s [?]
like i said, do you but don’t break the rules
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