Mic Checker

I'm double bagging At the grocery store Just in case He wanna get shot Speaking to em Wit a closed mouth Cut the pistol barkin All the shit I say Jewels on me Ain't no wrist watch Don't know when it happened I just know I did it Now he leaking from the holes Left in him Holy ghost holy spirit He ain't got it I hope his momma Kneel and pray to God Thats the only man That can save him Light up the block No street lamp Had to work today And I'm still vampin I'm uh let this Muthafucka go Two clips Why you fuckin wit me I'm a dirty Muthafuckin problem Solving issues Like a pocket tissue Why you running Might end up In front of you Dead awake Is what I'm about T leave him Only prints that's left Is on the paper Pick em up Drop em off These niggas be too soft Opening mouth for the tip F*ck a lick Let you taste this This steel hotter Than the plastic Rubber grip I let yo lady hit She the last thought Got her water bending Tryna dry me out Know some things about you Leave em hanging Like a clothes line Don't make me come And cut ya down Word to my rounds And I'm on it Back at the house Before dinner ready Quick to speak I Hope ya hand steady