“Don’t snitch ain’t a t-shirt, it’s a principle…”

When I listen to Mike’s recent output, I’ve picked up on a few things.

1. He’s not in a playing mood. There are no radio friendly vibes to be found, no singalong choruses or things of that nature.

2. What we’re getting is 100% ten-toes-down material. “Steppin’ out my kitchen I am smellin’ like indictment, and I sense a rat and his excitement…” Between this and “Still My Nigga,” it sounds like the big homie has/had shakey individuals lurking in his circles. It almost seems as if he’s speaking to an unsavory character(s) instead of the listener.

I’d hate to be that dude; but I’m glad to be a listening fan.

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Download — Mike Bigga – “Don’t Fuck Wit U” (Prod. by Dem Boyz)