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Mike G Gold

[Verse 1:] Follow the leader, bad senoritas in two seater's She loves green, that's money, Mary Jane and Margaritas The way it seems, the streets be

rearview V-12 engine, corners spinnin' Twinkies shinin', pinky ring Armadale, nigga stinky stink Top, down, my cash is up Gold chain, I don't give a fuck Gold

gold rims number 8 Jordans Here we on Maxwell Street for the Polish shit... Grilled onions and no mustard... Everybody from the go already know the biz... Chuck's from Detroit, Mike

the white Benz, same color Mike skin, Make ya soul spin when the ping load in, Au revoir, goodbye, now applaud [Verse 4 - Lil' Chuckee] Young money lil' G

I think before I make a move Make sure my rhyme goes along wit the groove And backing on a brother it's time to rumble My name's mike g (mike g) and

ground got the crush by the pounds, nigga Ankle blingin', baby, wrist on freeze Got the pinky on the ice love a bitch wit gold teeths Hot girl nigga lovin' the G

Dirty South Betta Watch Yo Ears Cause Country Boys Talk With A Dirty Mouth And Dey On Dem Cornas N Dey Hustlin Up Da Dirty Deep Betta Watch Dem Dirty Boys Down South We Keep It Dirty G

stepper Grandma, breaks it, 8, we wait (Ch ch chaa) I got scratch like a DJ I used to want to be like, I used to want to be like Mike, but the man

no license The n*** on my hip, I call it Iron Mike Tyson And you already know what we mix our Sprites in Yellow gold, that's where we dip our ice in