Testi musica canzoni

[Pop Da Brown Hornet]
I love my microphone clear, ice cold beer, premiere
My news and sweet, nothing's in ya ear
I treat them like they outta be treated
Like they want their cutty licked
They better get their girlfriend to come eat it
I don't tongue-twa, I rock nonstop
Hip hop got me locked, competition get props
The bar, you can front it, got rhymes by the hundred
New York City creepin it, delightedly blunted
I love to stay high, Pop pass the la
Nigga caught a black eye for tellin the white lie
Don't even try or you just might die for real
All ya ally cat niggas gotta fry
Makin it hard for me and my squad
Doin shit I can't disregard, my nigga just got scarred for life
Do ya thing, be the men, be mice
Hiddin behind mics, with lyrics that sound nice
Softer than a milk shake, whole image is fake
I use they ass for bait, throw them in a lake
Let the crab snap em, my enemies clap 'em
Some bring lips abyss I feel it's (