Mickey Mouse

By Damedot

On Chapter 5

Released on February 19, 2015

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[Intro: Damedot]

(Meech, what it look like?)


[Verse 1: Damedot]

AR with the Mickey Mouse (Yeah)

I'ma try to knock a nigga down, I ain't gon' hit no house

Send a firebomb through the window, bring them niggas out (Yeah)

Night-vision scope, whatever move, lay them niggas down

We can do it broad day 'round 2 p.m

Have **** waitin' out your house, you won't know it's him (You won't know)

Throw a couple extra dollars in, tell 'em leave a mask

Soon as the garage door slide up, leave his ass (Graah)

Told y'all 'bout playin' with them one niggas (Told y'all)

'Bout ten years runnin' we them one niggas (Ghetto Boyz)

I'll spend a couple dollars, show I'm up, nigga

Or I can have **** come hunt niggas (For free)

How the fuck you lil' niggas tryna shoot the shooters? (How?)

Slap a 50 in the chopper, get to runnin' through 'em

Have niggas runnin' from us when we run into 'em

Pull up, let 'em hear that chopper rock, shootin' sport music

Put a beam on the 40, I can't miss a nigga (Nope)

Fully auto on the yops get to flippin' niggas (Graah)

When the beef on, we turn into some whole 'nother niggas

Pull right up on your block, no sneak dissin', nigga (Right where you at)

Ayy

AR with the Mickey Mouse (Mickey Mouse)

I'll get a nigga whacked for what you sendin' out (Sixty pack)

Have you comin' home from work, niggas in your house (Fuck?)

You lil' niggas just rap about the shit we 'bout (You just rappin')

Nigga


[Chorus: Damedot]

AR with the Mickey Mouse

Glock with the 30 round (Boom)

Real Ghetto Boyz, bitch, we been around (Ghetto Boyz)

Keep real bands on us, so them sticks around

Told y'all 'bout playin' with them one niggas (Told y'all)

Told y'all 'bout playin' with them one niggas (Ghetto Boyz)

'Bout ten years runnin', been them one niggas (Yeah)

If it's ever any problems, we gon' come get you (Baow)

Nigga


[Verse 2: Team Eastside Snoop]

Can't show the bitch new name 2 Chainz

Walked out of Hutch all gold off them blue things

Yeah, the summer mine (Bitch), I'm thinkin' 'bout a new Range

We'd hit your block, turn that bitch to a shooting range

Niggas talkin' slick, when we see 'em, it is not a problem (Nope)

Me and Jesus had a shootout leavin' out of Rasi

Fuck it, how it be? I don't leave the crib without the chopper

Got into it with some pussy niggas, now they tryna squash it (Ha)

Fly around smokin' 'Wood blunts, me and Icewear (What up, boy?)

Yeah, you got some buffs, me and Lou got the ice pair

He only got enough for a half, that's that slice pair

Put a couple bands on your head, call it snipe fair

You ever ever seen me drivin' whips without the two S's? (S)

Gotta thank the lawyers dodge that case, that's a true blessing

Bitches pointin' at me in the club, "That's a cool necklace"

Do this dirt by your damn self, that's a true lesson, nigga


[Chorus: Damedot]

AR with the Mickey Mouse

Glock with the 30 round (Boom)

Real Ghetto Boyz, bitch, we been around (Ghetto Boyz)

Keep real bands on us, so them sticks around

Told y'all 'bout playin' with them one niggas (Told y'all)

Told y'all 'bout playin' with them one niggas (Ghetto Boyz)

'Bout ten years runnin', been them one niggas (Yeah)

If it's ever any problems, we gon' come get you (Baow)

Nigga


[Verse 3: Babyface Ray]

Still in the streets, my head fucked up (Shit fucked up)

Finna take a trip to Mike's and get my head blacked up

All these dubs in my pocket, make my pants tiny buck (Jeans)

Still'll pop up at the bar, bitch, and light it up

Snoop just called, said he got another chain

Ran through another load today and I ain't even change (Fuck it)

Lot of people say I switched up (What?), I ain't the same (Fuck it)

So what? I can't complain, drinkin' 8 to kill the pain (Whole 8)

What I need friends for? (Why?) I just want the dead folks (Money)

Chopper with a damn scope, I don't even use it, though (Nope)

Spread a bitch side to side just like a sprinkler go

I don't even pick the phone up if you ain't speakin' dough (Fuck it, call my line)

Trap phone ring (Yes), gunshots ring (Let's get it)

Just found out diamonds in the Rollie, make 'em leave (Come here, bitch)

Took a trip with my OGs (Yup)

Talkin' dedication, motivating me just to get the cheese (Let's go)


[Chorus: Damedot]

AR with the Mickey Mouse

Glock with the 30 round (Boom)

Real Ghetto Boyz, bitch, we been around (Ghetto Boyz)

Keep real bands on us, so them sticks around

Told y'all 'bout playin' with them one niggas (Told y'all)

Told y'all 'bout playin' with them one niggas (Ghetto Boyz)

'Bout ten years runnin', been them one niggas (Yeah)

If it's ever any problems, we gon' come get you (Baow)

Nigga (Meech)