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letra de mickey freestyle - old skool

[intro]
whoo whoo
mickey
hey

[verse]
you a rat like mickey (mickey)
smokin’ on dank like a hippie (dank)
this real rap, like biggie (biggie)
ice on my neck cost a kidney (yeah)
you wearin fu’ diamonds, come on really? (really?)
got fat racks, n-gga, your money skinny (whoo)
sip lean like it’s f-ckin’ whiskey (act)
f-ck the streets, i got the keys to the city (keys)
got your b-tch wet, just like mississippi (drip)
f-ckin’ instagram hoes, they ain’t even pretty
i hop in the coupe and go silly (coupe)
new album, and it’s hot like chilli (hot)
don’t come close, my drip bite, no grizzly (drip)
i got dope comin’ in from italy (dope)
i got clothes comin’ in from spain (clothes)
went to the jeweler and iced out my chain (ice)
put a baddie in gucci, now she givin’ me brain (bad)
all iced out, i don’t f-ck with plain jane
you p-ssy n-ggas should try to stay in your lane (you should)
flyin’ with my n-ggas on a private airplane (jet)
i’m fly with my n-ggas, and we sippin’ champagne (sip)
broke a dumb b-tch heart, now she tryna cut vein (what?)
sippin’ actavis, and i’m high off the strain (high)
i throw your trash–ss rhymes down the drain (wack)
you n-ggas be b-tches, on the net you sneak diss (b-tches)
yellow ap on my wrist, yeah, it’s lookin’ like p-ss (p-ss)
iced out tennis on my neck, it gliss (gliss)
i pull up with a chopper, n-gga, i don’t throw fists (hands)
i pull up with a chopper, n-gga, i don’t miss (grra)
spent a 20 on her shoes, she say ‘baby they don’t fit’ (what?)
i walk up in the party and i got this b-tch lit (lit)
you n-ggas be fake, i don’t talk that stupid sh-t (stupid)
you be rats like mickey mouse (mickey mouse)
i sit in the back, i’m a boss (back of the back)
big diamonds in my t–th, they floss (shine)
i work hard, i ain’t tryna take a loss (no)
bumpin’ new sh-t, while i’m ridin’ in my coupe (bump it)
roll up a swisher i feel like dogg snoop (doggy)
rockin’ brand new shoes when i hoop (ballin’)
my n-ggas with the fire, they post up like a troop (shoot)
lambo b-tterfly, doin’ loops, doin’ loops (loops)
that’s your b-tch n-gga? sh-t, oops (hah)
this that real rap, but i can’t do it like cube (king)
yo’ b-tch stay with me, while i’m rubbin’ on her b00b (t-ttie)

[outro]
mickey
bumpin’ new sh-t while i’m ridin’ in my coupe
k!lled you n-ggas
i’m out

- old skool

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