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Mic check let a nigga flex He get wet, he get that hot shit I got my Bernie Mac, nigga who you with I'm coolin' with the gang, and nigga we on that hot shit I know I'm rich I still be doin' 6, everywhere, anywhere You know I'ma rep my shit Bandana on the choppa I Juelz my shit I can cut my dreads off and I can sell my shit Smokin' on this loud, you can smell my shit (dope) Hop up out the car and you can smell my whip I don't fuck with coochie if you can smell the shit I don't want the coochie if she sell the shit She say she ain't a thot, she tellin' fairy tails and shit I pull up on your block and I hear yells and shit See, I got verses, but bitch I don't got 'em for the low She said she love me, but baby ain't retarded though I just hit the earth, drop in my veins to let you know I just rolled 3 grams in that thing from Texaco When I pull up, you know I be TNT (Too Turnt) Hop out and I be chiefing keef Mic check let a nigga flex He get wet, he get that hot shit I got my Bernie Mac, nigga who you with I'm coolin' with the gang, and nigga we on that hot shit I know I'm rich I still be doin' 6, everywhere, anywhere You know I'ma rep my shit Bandana on the choppa I Juelz my shit I can cut my dreads off and I can sell my shit From Letras Mania