Good Afternoon

[Intro: Mikey Rocks] Don't even trip bro You know what I'm saying man... We all suppose to leak *The Los Angeles Leakers!* [Verse 1: Mikey Rocks] Peep what I'm spending when I'm bending in the streets Like timber and trees A light jog barely bended my knees That's how I feel When I hop behind the wheel Of that hot piranha red Dodge Challenger I'm thinking ahead Look at my calendar The caliber of dudes in my association It's like them Halliburton dudes corporation Keep paid, keep safe Just in case we skate out of the state With a couple of then easy racks We be back Tasmanian fur when I burr for the freezing cats Keep my doors locked like the hair under Weezy hat I'm lounging Eating Southwest Italian I'm clowning The owner told me order the salmon [Verse 2: Mikey Rocks] Low and behold My story was right Rain drops dripping down from the skylights This old man was smoking to The Chi-Lites He was plotting...planning Hoping for the high life Youngin' this is my advice These life lessons keep coming your entire life So never buy a whip till you can buy it twice You're a king You're entitled to a paradise High price Nautica to guard your seams For his son's first birthday he bought him a dream Limousines to his B'ball games And his team was the only one with the numbers sewn on their jerseys It occurred to me He started speaking of secret societies and 33rd degrees and his son The whole universe The keys to unlock it Prophet...I had to consider my options [Hook: Mikey and Chuck] Mic check one two, one two Mic check one two, one two Is this on? Mic check one two, one two Is this on? [Verse 3: Chuck Inglish] This morning's for forever (forever) Yeah..and the weather's looking better by the hour *whem broom* like you singing in the shower And I haven't found that joint I was looking for for hours (damn) It's gone, I lost it Guess I'll roll another I was thinking bout' something I ain't think bout' nothing That bass start kicking Then eventually in a minute, them snares start drumming Standing there not doing nothing till you see the bus come But them heads will start nodding when we driving by thumping That brand new Live, little new inside But outside is the original design That's how we do lifting yourself from the ground Darkened summer towns you ain't been in in a while Throwing gang signs you don't know nothing about Around your neck is a chain and that don't appraise to that amount Now them little niggas on your head now wear the crown Fly a flag, it's all bad Ya'll disrespecting beats Better learn how to rap Cause these kids nowadays way more concerned with facts [Hook: Mikey and Chuck] X2