Big Mike

Big Mike - Seal It With A Kiss lyrics

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I'm thinking about giving this motherfucker a bullet
 But I ain't going out like that
 I got too much at stake
 To let myself be brought down by these snakes
 They fake
 and everybody know it
 Hell, they be tryin' they best not to show it
 But it coming out like sweat from they pores
 I sees 'em everywhere with these 5 dollar hoes
 Callin' for a war but they don't want no trouble
 If I really had my way I'd spank that ass on the double
 These niggas mumble, Conversations with they partners
 But, they best-a take vacations
 Before the catch hot ones
 They whereabouts, I always know
 And little do they know I got niggas ready to blow up they homes
 But I'm-a tell my niggas to freeze that
 Ain't no need to go to jail or hell behind these fucking thieves,
 black
 Fuck that (See these niggas ain't right, it's about time we all get
 hype)
 We'll see 'em on the street when it's meant to be when the time is
 right
 But until then, stay cool only time'll tell
 When it's time to make these motherfuckers raise up and bail
 Set sail
 Get the fuck up off the block nigga
 Or better yet, gimme what the fuck you got
 I want everything
 from the dope to G's, expensive clothes, elbows in vogues and Lexus
 keys
 (chorus)
 We sendin' letters to bitches who were about to get-get it
 Sealed it with kisses and blew their brains when they read it
 Let it
 Be your first fuckin' lesson
 Zero tolerance for niggas disrespecting leather connections...
 Now I hear they got several niggas out to get me
 Puttin' out hits G, but to me they talkin' shit, see
 Cause they ain't holdin' a motherfuckin' thing
 Neither him, his hood or his motherfucking gang
 They let gunshots ring
 Every day and every night
 But they ain't hittin' shit, cause they ain't hittin' Mike
 They try with all their might, but I watch 'em all fall, big or small
 I'm-a fade 'em all, fool
 Call me crazy but I don't give a damn
 It's obvious to me, that they don't know who I am, cause see
 Them payback niggas don't go for no losses
 I do some wicked ass shit and watch niggas fall in coffins, often
 So don't try and test the Black, my knock
 I bust back into the motherfuckin' ??New Jack?? I stack
 Every night and every day
 And don't give a damn to what these hoe-ass niggas say
 (chorus 2nd version)
 We're sending letters to bitches who were about to get-get it
 Sealed it with kisses and blew their brains when they read it
 Let it
 Be your first fucking lesson
 zero tolerance for disrespect leather connections
 I'm exing
 these motherfuckers out like wrong answers
 Get a grip, I got a hold on your ass like cancer
 Make 'em dance, I make niggas do gymnastics
 Pull and try to cash this
 Set 'em down in caskets, yeah
 It's been a whole year and I still ain't fall down
 My shit still circulate through y'all town
 It's a small town but, compared to other cities
 It really don't matter cause the situation's still shitty
 Or will they get the motherfucking picture
 And if I shoot and miss, then I'm-a have to get ya, hit ya
 With something real, something harder to steal
 Something serious nigga, that I know you'll feel, now
 How many motherfuckers gonna fall when I come around
 How many motherfuckers like y'all gonna hear the sound
 I thunder on your motherfucking back
 Like a whip when I flip
 You'll hear that bitch crack your back
 You bitch ass niggas don't want no static
 I'll leave you feenin' like an addict when I work my magic
 It's like voodoo
 Coming from that swamp
 I might do you
 You'll get your ass stomped
 (repeat 2nd chorus
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