lirik lagu madd maxxx - like this
[verse 1: grewsum]
they don’t make ’em like this no more, people don’t make dope sh~t no more
i mean a handful do but really most don’t, most get by with really no flow
i ain’t stressin’ it, i’m aggressive, let’s address who you messin’ with
you should question if you should really be here testin’ a k!ller blessed with ill intentions
a message you wouldn’t expect, death death
bust in, left the door wide open, them infect guys casually stroll in
got codeine, a guitar with a broke string, no bling and a car with a hole in it
grimy, got a whole lineup behind me, slimy, shiesty, vodka and iced tea
pricey if you wanna try this beside me, right knee strike ’em in the jaw like lightning
all these bad b~tches wanna meet me but i’m too busy workin’ on a freebie
weekly found a way to hook up discreetly, three~peat, two days, three hoes, skeet skeet
[chorus: grewsum]
they don’t make ’em like this no more (like this no more, oh no)
they don’t make ’em like this (don’t make ’em like this, b~tch)
i keep tellin’ ’em they don’t make ’em like this no more (like this no more, oh no)
they don’t make ’em like this (don’t make ’em like this, b~tch)
i keep tellin’ ’em they don’t make ’em like this no more (like this no more, oh no)
they don’t make ’em like this (don’t make ’em like this, b~tch)
i keep tellin’ ’em they don’t make ’em like this no more (like this no more, oh no)
they don’t make ’em like this (don’t make ’em like this, b~tch, this, b~tch)
[verse 2: dubbs]
when the last time you heard a motherf~cker get behind a mic and spit it like this?
it’s probably been a minute or two so me and grew finna give it to you, my whole list is
me, grew, loke, luck, maxxx, wikid, and the dude who got a neck like a d~ck sh~t
green vilin, saint sinna, mumm~ra, zero, and that boy durte k!llin’ this sh~t, b~tch
last of a dying breed, every track that i smash, man, i sound like the cats that you try to be
motherf~ckers brought the bat but you minor league, big~headed soundin’ like a little sad prodigy
man, that sh~t ain’t gonna fly with me, hit ’em with the boom bada bing, gotta be what i gotta be
a legend and you can bet that i’ve been infected
i’m better than all the records you pressin’, ain’t gotta lie to me
hoes take a deep look and they saw blues, now my d~ck covered in spit and yeah, the b~lls too
your girl done left you alone, that ain’t my fault, dude
but go ahead and blame it on me when she doesn’t call you
she got me throat stabbed in, a new mattress, yeah, we went ahead and brought that in (whoo!)
and if she down she can get it somewhat fairly uncomfortable like the back of a volkswagen
got your folks laughin’, ain’t n0body doin’ it half as good as we do it, quote that sh~t
write it down, i don’t give a f~ck, they handed me and grew the mold and we f~ckin’ broke that sh~t
yeah, i’m dope, on a roll, k!llin’ sh~t, got flow, i ain’t really need to say that sh~t again
but the next time you in the whip pluggin’ in the aux cord before you hit the b~tton tryin’ to play this with your friends, tell ’em
[chorus: grewsum]
they don’t make ’em like this no more (like this no more, oh no)
they don’t make ’em like this (don’t make ’em like this, b~tch)
i keep tellin’ ’em they don’t make ’em like this no more (like this no more, oh no)
they don’t make ’em like this (don’t make ’em like this, b~tch)
i keep tellin’ ’em they don’t make ’em like this no more (like this no more, oh no)
they don’t make ’em like this (don’t make ’em like this, b~tch)
i keep tellin’ ’em they don’t make ’em like this no more (like this no more, oh no)
they don’t make ’em like this (don’t make ’em like this, b~tch, this, b~tch)
[verse 3: madd maxxx]
mission : infect motherf~ckers!
had to get up in the mix like vanilla extract, triple x that, dale earnhardt up on the mic ’cause i wreck tracks
what would you expect of a motherf~cker that was part of bringin’ mission : infect back?
we the alligators in the sewer, y’all are pet rats
if you ever venture in the depths then you ain’t ever gonna get back
body isn’t gonna be discovered ’til your skin is so rotten that it’s jet black
we the best at leavin’ red splat, where’s vest at? real raw like i’m craig mack
you don’t really wanna step, bruh, you better step back
get your head cracked, now you leakin’ through a headwrap (blahh!)
spittin’ wicked raps, somethin’ what some of the best at but motherf~ckers seem to forget that
so every once in a while we gotta remind ’em and hit ’em with a little get back
grew, dubbs, and maxxx here to protect rap, you can suck up on a couple of plums if you aren’t gonna respect that
thinkin’ you’re on my level, you’re a kennedy, jack, yeah, back and to the left where your head’s at
[chorus: grewsum]
they don’t make ’em like this no more (like this no more, oh no)
they don’t make ’em like this (don’t make ’em like this, b~tch)
i keep tellin’ ’em they don’t make ’em like this no more (like this no more, oh no)
they don’t make ’em like this (don’t make ’em like this, b~tch)
i keep tellin’ ’em they don’t make ’em like this no more (like this no more, oh no)
they don’t make ’em like this (don’t make ’em like this, b~tch)
i keep tellin’ ’em they don’t make ’em like this no more (like this no more, oh no)
they don’t make ’em like this (don’t make ’em like this, b~tch, this, b~tch)
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