Have you met a nigga who was pie sprung? There's a lot of slinky niggas where I from There's another missile catcher like him His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitchell
What up Mitch? Is it an thang for you to act just like a bitch? How it feel, to have a nigga that will kill ya for the foul shit you spit? Number one snitch, a bitch with a dick I found the for the enemy What? Bust at the like shootin' at the Kennedy's 'Cause Mitch Bade ain't no friend of me To be exact, he's that that talk, but he really can't back shit that he talk, so he gotta walk around with a gat But a nigga me, I'll knock him out with the force of a hurricane The penalty for the path if you disrespect the
Now what on inside the mind of a nigga like this? The nigga pissed as I pumped off rounds up in the trick he was with But it ain't my you a little ole' bitch without yo click Nigga run with a quickness get away quick, but you bet not Better of with a Bianca then be stuck with a AK 47 on lip, right Even if I'm lifted I can scope em' from a away Niggas fakin' intisapating they domes day but I can see you actin' like a bitch Which are the symptoms of a nigga named
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie There's a lot of slinkin' niggas I come from There's another missile just like him His is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check one And get ret to go for Milli, when the one come If a got a foot off in his rectum His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Bade
Late night I got a page from She told me her man was trippen, so her bout a block up So I um, got prepared, my conscience told me the gat But all I could think about, was hittin that kitty kat the back All that hustle, but tonight I gosta kick it Deep conversation, but it's her time letting a nigga hit it But I'm not alone, it this nigga was on the phone He heard the spot, the topic, whicked whicked, now on
As I continue, continue creepin', creepin' apparent That I'm dealin with a Mitch Bade, I guess that's why he on staring But I'm well equiped to handle a fleet, so nigga don't I'm sleep, we can talk men or we can get grim And handle this shit And the streets, don't ever trust no Especially when, a nigga like me is up your block Bitch nigga couldn't see that you was played So we just changed your name and called you Mitch Bade, Bade
Have you ever met a who was pie sprung? There's of slinkin' niggas where I come from There's another missile catcher like him His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Bade If a Mitch is yo mix, you ta check this one And get ret to go for Milli, when the one come If a nigga got a off in his rectum His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Bade
Cruisin' down the 'spect five spliff's roll roll Passenger seat seat, the Hoe Stroll Went to park with major loot, dippen up on But the jealous Mitch is ready to shoot, But it complete, the day is foul without a big butt and smile I need a chick that's running wet like Fury of the Bumped into, stepped into, this chick that's and photo genic In a minute, I'ma get up in it, with a jimmy to avoid that AIDS
Get it, got it, in the hood, shit's all good, so I knocked on wood Got to her crib, drank some crown, me down, showed me the goods Then, knock knock, "Who's that?" she said her man and he Be with a gat, put back on my shit, time to show this fool Just where it's at, ret to get wet, she it up enough so I can see She cracked it a bit, but nigga pushed her, then came after me Extended arm, and bodily he shoulda caught trigga, chiggas bade, Mitch made niggas!
Have you ever met a who was pie sprung? There's of slinkin' niggas where I come from another missile catcher just like him His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check one And get ret to go for Milli, when the next one If a nigga got a off in his rectum His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch
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