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Mikkey
Ah King Dream
Mack 10,
I'm nigga
Chi-Town,
Listen, got nigga?

I got a trouble find bitches in the kitchen and cooking it row
Realisting feams like stitches with the hooker in chow
the law, man, I'm known for cooking it row
'Til the just chill, I got something for y'all

I got a and the Hummer and they sittin on 'em daters
I got a hot power lawyer with the retater
South-South, Westside, man, I own my
Got judges on my pay like [Incomprehensible]

International with my game, I with the best
Birdman, Down-South, 10 out West
Fuck with my money, put to put the mack to yo'
Want war? I it there or rather tattooed to there

See them Cash Money niggas, how can I iced 'em
Cooking coke from the pill-up, it's got a like 'em
You know a wheel slip, I got a wife like him
You heard a Micheal Jordan right, I got a like him

I'ma hustla, y'all know the game
Chi-Town Mikkey Flow, y'all know my
Game is risky but a nigga rather died the
And life, broken hungry out here, cracking for bread

a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines
Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles triple feams
So, out the scene, guns, scopes and beems
But the thing about it dream, it all watta seem

It's a King Pin's Dream, and feminines
on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams
So, busting out the scene, guns, and beems
But the thing about it dream, it ain't all seem

When it comes to drugs, these reppers ain't get but fo'
Oh square ass and full of brains are sold
I know 'em Feds is on heat but I don't a fuck
I'm so deep in the game it's my name is stuck

crack, more then likey is a suggestion of sell
I gives a fuck, who ya breaking and skell
I life like a King Pin weed but raw
I'm the gang living them niggas ever saw

I with ya belly from Toyota the biggest and baking soda
Pirates po's full of peppers and folders
dope dealer and I got coke scrilla
My crew can sit to at X-Cons and killas

And my bitches is who bomb, head and coochie
Rockin' props, the fades, the letto pump
First statis, rock rolo, when I came to the
And now it's Bentleys, Mansions and to the floor

Kickin' gears on Parley's, while the straight screen
And I had a block on lock, I was fifteen
Mack Sapranos, the most of
And fuck a job, 'cause dope money is how I'm

a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines
Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles triple feams
So, out the scene, guns, scopes and beems
But the about it dream, it ain't all watta seem

a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines
Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple
So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and
But the thing about it dream, it all watta seem

My homey got marries, so, you know we ain't
Two hoes, two Bentleys, you know we dipping
Lifestyle, dealing, you know we ain't trippin'
Got on the row, you know we ain't slipping

Tote trucks of bricks, you know we ain't chickens
New cars, pretty broads, you know we been
stars, body bars, we hitting and missing
Big cars, superstars, 'cause wheels gon'

honeys, bug stunt, 'cause the money we spending
Planty and warehouse, tinning piece for chicken
Riot guns shoot 'em up, for this life I'm living
PO partners doin time, my homeboy miss me

The Feds, big trippin', 'cause failed me to get me
10 re-shout, 'til ya homey my nigga
King Pin, Big Tymin', drug dealing my
Transport and and statelines my nigga

It's a King Dream, coke and feminines
on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams
So, busting out the scene, guns, and beems
But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta

It's a Pin's Dream, coke and feminines
on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams
So, out the scene, guns, scopes and beems
But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta

This is y'all Ol' Tymers niggas, y'all H-dash play, right
The liquor is a of a drug dealing nigga, y'understand
It ain't twenty-two's is more it's nigga, what?
chicken from the hood to the mothafuckin' living ride

Y'knowwhatI'msayin', getcha nigga, in my project see my crib nigga
We got .14, for sashie, all the best up and the best nigga
It ain't none gon' stop my
We bricks in the kitchen my nigga, y'understand

come outside stunt boy, unless you got it right boy
Y'knowwhatI'msayin', cash money hot boy and we doin' this
Life, life, hot, hot, we got this hot, hot we got hot, hot
We got this hot, hot we on fire, don't