6,000 Mg. lyrics

by

2Pac


[La Mique]

Uh
Check check it
Coming live with the, nice and smooth

[Mom]

"Lamique"

[La Mique]

-Yo, yo what? Hold up hold up hold up

[Mom]

"Lamique!"

[La Mique]

-Ahhh what the f*ck, yo, ay, stop the beat, stop the beat
Yes, mom, what?

[Mom]

"Can you please take out the trash?"
[La Mique]

-Yo you not serious right now right? Are You serious?

[Mom]

"Ummm yes"

[La Mique]

-Like come on, you see I'm up here recording and you what? Like, come on

[Mom]

"You have the whole f*cking night to do that"

[La Mique]

-So what!? No I don't like, why can't you take out the trash?

[Mom]

"Because I'm doing something else, all the things that you're not doing, so take out the trash"

[La Mique]
-And so am I, and so am I, and so am I, no, no

[Mom]

"Take the f*cking trash out, take the f*cking trash out right now Lamique!"

[La Mique]

-Man I ain't taking the f*cking trash out

[Mom]

"Boy you better get your f*cking ass right now, and take that f*cking trash out of the f*cking house!"

[La Mique]

-Man I told you I'm not taking the trash out man, I don't gotta do sh*t!

[Mom]

"f*ck you mean you don't gotta do sh*t!? You don't f*cking pay bills, you don't go to school, you don't have a job!"

[La Mique]

-Man I ain't talking no more, I don't have to
[Mom]

"All you f*cking do is go upstairs"

[La Mique]

-Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah, yeah whatever

[Mom]

"And f*cking record your stupid ass music, and don't do sh*t but that, all f*cking day. You use my food, you use my water, you do all this sh*t in my house, and then you want to f*cking tell me that can't take out the f*cking trash, and that's all I'm asking you to do!? b*tch!"

[Leihk G]

"Oooooh"

[Mom]

"You better take that f*cking trash out, or you can get the f*ck out"

[La Mique]

-What!?

[Mom]

"Thanks!" *Slams door*

[La Mique]

-Yo, yo what the f*ck? Yo ma stop playing open the door!

[Leihk G]

"Yo come on, come on"

[La Mique]

*bangs on door* -Yo ma open the door stop playing

[Leihk G]

"Yo, get away, get away from the door, come on"

[La Mique]

-Mom open the door!

[Leihk G]

"Yo come on get away from the door!"

[La Mique]

-How the f*ck you gon' kick me out!?

[Leihk G]

"My n*gga!"

[La Mique]

-Ma!

[Leihk G]

"It is too early in the morning for this sh*t, just come on, get away from the door!"

[La Mique]

-Ma open the door!

[Verse 1: La Mique]

Short ugly and not fit. He's 5'6. Chink eyed. Like he eat his rice with the chop sticks

Eyebrows thick as f*ck. And I think that sh*t is stuck, Together like the b*tches that he got inside the trunk

So .. don't .. push .. me... BeCause I'm close to the edge
And don't touch me, let me roll out of bed

Unless you want your Cufi roofed like it went over your head
The other kids now a days are overdosing on meds

Aight I lied about the whole trunk sh*t
But I got 6,000 Milograms of potion and some bottled emotion

Ready to wrecking all these ships like a pirate in the ocean
And that pirate will be my father. Cause my father never noticed

He was always leaving Llama out
Mama said I'm Wildin out
Like I wasn't in college, Now guess what!? I'm dropping out

I'm f*cking done man I'm giving up and I'm opting out.. You really think I'm bad? Aight I'll show you a problem child
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