Mike Tyson lyrics

I gotta make sure he gone, gotta make sure that n*ggas out the dope
How the hell you gon' speak? the mic ain't on
I will be on ten but Mike warn em
I been mess certified came on
When a ten I can't decide no more
Try to slime me, you was right for all
Im with the same .. if the lights were on
I woulda seen sh*t if the eyes was on
I'm really not sure if the price was on
How the hell you back doing the pipe o zone
We ain't doin nun bad we was nice to bro
Lil man but he got his whole life to grow
Lookin down at that shi man we snipin hoes
I can't f*ck if my b*tch she dont like em all
Oops, dead cuz i know he on terminal
f*ck back on these b*tches like domino
Till i have a good time like geronimo

To these hoes im animal, eating me up like dinner
To these hoes im dancing, hitting me up when i answer
Get yo ho back she pretendin
I send a drop then come to atlanta (to Atlanta)

I paid enough for this sprite it's time to pour up in the fanta, uh
Quit [?] like panda
Better not come near me
How the f*ck we ain't no crashout and bro ain't [?]
Honestly i can't even hear him (skrr)
Bro think that this my new ass flow, but whole time this old
Bro thought i [?]
My blick the whole time just thrown
[?], I'm taking your soul
Freeze the bullet, he got chrome
[?] gotta wipe on his nose
Fighting demons then i beat they ass and im tuning on thats word to bro
Won't fold, i can't even go
And we stayed to the sh*t that we know
On top of this sh*t like Paul