Monster Music(Album Version (Explicit))

歌詞

Flutes? What? Bring in the opera man Ye, that's what i'm talking about Let's do it Yo Santana (yep) Heat-makers All we need is the bass now uh uh, uh uh, uh (yeah) uh, Verse 1: this is marching music this is monster music everybody get the fuck up get to stomping' to it get the band, get the drum line we marching to it get your aunt, get your uncles get your moms into it this is lovely noise, this is club knocking' this is razors out chump this is club oxen' this is grab a bitch get the club rocking hit the bar, big spending' get the Bub' popping' this is move Get the fuck out the way or get moved the fuck out the way chump niggas get tools to fuck in the club niggas get moved the fuck in the club don't play punk niggas get schooled outside of the class for tryin' to be fast shots hop and pop in yo' ass nigga bitches cut school to get with the boy your wife will cut you to get with the boy its big pimpin' here big lobster, big shrimp in here big mobsters, big fish in here yea get your fish in gear they'll flip you yea they'll twist you yea, they'll let you know the Dips was here , get it clear! Hook: This is monster music This is country music This is arms out Bombs out, bombing music This is launching music This embalming fluid, Everybody get the fuck up Get to stomping to it This is monster music This is country music This is niggaz, this is bitches This is all our music This is marching music This embalming fluid, Everybody get the fuck up Get to stomping to it verse 2 This is for my kappa's My sigma's, my clappers my niggas, My alpha's my beta's, cowards and haters Come style with the playas Crocodiles and gators Big gun get wild and I'll spray ya Big gun sit down for I spray ya Or quick run, I'll shower you later I don't mind nigga I got nothing but time nigga Plus you ain't hard to find nigga, 3 blocks from my niggas, Where they squeeze glocks, divide niggas, and they green top Supply niggas, mean drops Beside niggas, eaves drop and watch niggas We cock and ride niggas Coke' hard, go hard we block niggas Young Joe Clark leaned on me Shots go off, Should of told ya not to lean on me, yea, Your bitch wont fuck you I told her not to cheat on me I think your a clown she totally agrees with me She comes over and she sleeps with me (what else) Use the bathroom, she pee's on me Then go home and eat with you (damn) You a chump nigga You a punk nigga Get a grip, get ya weight up nigga! This is monster music This is country music This is arms out Bombs out, bombing music This is launching music This embalming fluid, Everybody get the fuck up Get to stomping to it This is monster music This is country music This is niggaz, this is bitches This is all our music This is marching music This embalming fluid, Everybody get the fuck up Get to stomping to it (alternate ending) (Uh, Uh) This is monser music, get a stompin to it I spit the N.Y all the way to Compton music I deliver the pain I'm that nigga with Kane You need to read up, then maybe we can meet up. Don't try no funny shit, you'll get your onion split Yo we strong armed niggaz, we on the Pile Bunion Shit You know my wrist glous, don't gt your bitch toused Cause a punk will make you jump like Kriss Kross Are you a daddy mac? well I'm a Mac Daddy Bullet proof black Caddy, we in Vegas black jackin' We burn 20 grand in each hand now what? Old enough to drink, But we got 24's on every truck