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MIKE & Cheikhuana Bamba Fall - Rap, East Coast Rap
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May 25, 2018.
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[Intro: MIKE] Yeah [Verse 1: MIKE] Lost, put my soul on the street Conquer my soles on the street I put a whole/hole in the feet Your conscience, I know that it's weak I'm confident, know that it's me Blocking, unloading, loaded honesty Know me, closely, we Gotta be focused, homie see Modesty throws and bogus sheep Part of me knows my toes are deep Seen, wanna be known as team Cream, nothing to hold is cheap Weed, stuffed in my dome, I breathe Is you running or holding the leash? Sweeties been cutting up holes in my teeth You can tell by my nose, I'm a king You can tell by my throne, I'm a king Searching so long for my queen Checkmate Checkmate [Verse 2: Cheikhuana Bamba Fall] Bitch, I come out to play Everyday, I fornicate Barely working, still get paid Throw a pound in your face 10k, got it made Slummy gang, crime wave I know you see it on the tee Free the man, what you see Talking shit, knock your teeth We the ones who they wanna be These niggas acting, these niggas wannabes You don't want no beef with that Slummy team Tell 'em I'll be here when they come for me These niggas can't even score one on me Like I'm first team all-defense Don't know the struggle, why semen Still shine bright like sequins They talking prices I already paid Been cooking up like the bakery My soul rich and I'm focused On giving back like I owe them The world in my hands like I got the power Put a price on your head for some dollars Word, if you faking the product Nigga, I'm charged up No Rick Ross, but I'm bossed up Chris Paul, got 'em crossed up Hit a flow and get lost in This for the lost ones And if it cost to be the boss, what it costing? Life a bitch that's gon' cross you Crimewave, bitch, we bossed up Free Chip, that's my dawg, bruh [Skit: Anthony Marshall & Joygill Moriah] Alright, alright, man, cool Ah, you sold the black soap? Okay, man, alright, alright Oh, you sold the black soap? Yeah, yeah, I used to sell the black soap, man Nah, keep doing that, keep doing that It comes out well, man, it keeps all the black soap The black soap comes out good, man But, uh, yeah, man, you know, I mean Just make sure you doing the right thing when you sell that black soap But, uh, yeah, man, you-
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