fuk mick micky mick pay ya tick

[intro!]this is a story about a cockaroach I met and his name was mick B so listen in to this[verse]so tell me mick u wana trick me for tick u fukn bitch junky snitch which way u going to score everyday u called and called I gave u stuff u fukn gronk now u don't pick up because u ticked up u jip cumt so when u gona pay cumt watch out where u lay dog[chorus]i hate them junkys who tick I hate them days they call and think they gona trick me fuk u fuk ay habit ya dog micky mick[verse]do remember when u had nothing ya fukn Muppet u done done it you scabed a fukn ocar of pot u never payed for it u talked shit just to get ya fake price for your sake mick why u think I didn't want to tick ya u fukn hypocrite dog I told u I didn't have enuf but u insisted that u had paper cumt make me wait and wait wat would happen if I punched u in the face gave u a taste u fuk face fake u said ya boss was gona pay ya u said later then u dogged me u gaycumt [chorus]i hate them junkys who tick I hate them days they call and think they gona trick me fuk u fuk ay habit ya dog micky mick[chorus]i hate them junkys who tick I hate them days they call and think they gona trick  me fuk u fuk ay habit ya dog micky mick[verse]come on bro buddy bruv why u dog the only cumt who help ya arse u rat fuk when u got stuck I flip ya one now u run to someone else to score off my door locked till u ring and pay me gronk it's been 6days and u dodge me hard u pretending u got locked up and was in the cop shop why u come here for u didn't have my cash so mick ya toy u thought I was gona hook u up because u one of the boys but u fuked over that was your choice [chorus]i hate them junkys who tick I hate them days they call and think they gona trick me fuk u fuk ay habit ya dog micky mick[chorus]i hate them junkys who tick I hate them days they call and think they gona trick  me fuk u fuk ay habit ya dog micky mick[chorus]i hate them junkys who tick I hate them days they call and think they gona trick me fuk u fuk ay habit ya dog micky micky micky mick b ya drip dog face cumt fukn shiit ya on my shirt list for tick snitch ya biitch lip talking shiit every time ya sick making out that u needed it from the voulas kid king now u stinging I'm spotted out micky ya got a hg easy because ya word I thought was thick g but now fuk u ya stink breath shiit cumt micky micky micky mick[verse]now u know if u don't u go down the road and see this toad he jumped boat to junky on about fuk knows your dog homes junky to the bone if u wanted tick or a loan i should of know u weren't gona pay that bak tomorrow so now u never get to borrow u anit my bro no more u anit coming to my home so suck my dik the next time u alone hanging out just don't call my phone il be smoking getting stoned on the nod while u won't know so fuk u off ya done gronk so go suck a cocck[outro]i hate them junkys who tick I hate them days they call and think they gona trick me fuk u fuk ay habit ya dog micky mick i hate them go eat a dik dik

Gritty Hip-Hop Beat with Old-School Vinyl Scratches and Funky Bass