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Once I'm on they ass now, I picked up that poetry Remaster my old flows, he notice me Monkey on my back, I ain't no pillow but they temptin' me Ask me how I feel, nigga, fuck you with parenthesis He told me never to let these bustas beat me mentally I stay on my gangsta, guess I get whatever meant for me Pop a gunshot, ring out, nigga, it sound like a symphony Get your block and tear it up, game ain't built no sympathy, uh Ain't no nigga get your bread and fall in love with bitches Real niggas go to court and fuck with double digits If we out park 'cross the street with all these fuckin' pictures 64 with all these fuckin' switchers I bet they profile ya, they pulled you over, police fuckin' with you Give it to 'em at the streets, say they fuckin' missed 'em We body Benzes for my bitch and my fuckin' sister Screamin', "Block money," then it's fuck the system In my city when you hot, gotta keep a fuckin' pistol Homebase puts a niggas hatin' from a distance Block stars, every nigga bangin', been official I'm 'bout to blow up on 'em like a pistol 'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit, that monkey suit Act bananas, that what monkeys do, what monkeys do You get stupid, we get funky too, get funky too 'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit, that monkey suit Nigga, pull up in that black van, nigga, I ain't lyin' Jump out in that monkey suit, nigga, I ain't lyin' I pull up in that black van, nigga, I ain't lyin' Jump out in that monkey suit, nigga, I ain't lyin' 'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit, that monkey suit Act bananas, that what monkeys do, what monkeys do You get stupid, we get funky too, get funky too 'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit, that monkey suit Ayy, let 'em off the dome like they Mr. President Police strapped up in my hood killin' all the residents Back them up from out my hood 'cause their flag was the federate First they give it to us then they lock us up for 70 You say we equal, that's an insult to my intelligence Mama raised her kids up while papa locked up in the cell again They take fathers out the house and stop proper development (They take fathers out the house and stop proper development) Fuck you, why you yellin'? This that slave ship, niggas sellin' it Crooked crook could show you where the felon is, roll up, we in heaven Young black kings, just look at my melanin Can't get no jobs 'cause I got too much felonies 'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit, that monkey suit Act bananas, that what monkeys do, what monkeys do You get stupid, we get funky too, get funky too 'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit, that monkey suit Nigga, pull up in that black van, nigga, I ain't lyin' Jump out in that monkey suit, nigga, I ain't lyin' I pull up in that black van, nigga, I ain't lyin' Jump out in that monkey suit, nigga, I ain't lyin' 'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit, that monkey suit Act bananas, that what monkeys do, what monkeys do You get stupid, we get funky too, get funky too 'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit, that monkey suit I be talkin' more money than these niggas used to Heron on the block, jump out, call my niggas juice crew Hit 'em up on 17, let me out on duce duce Walk up on the devil inside and knock his tooth loose Used to run it in the flea market for silk shirts Somehow I'm the one that always hit the lick first Hit a nigga for me, you be reimbursed And it's vice versa if I see him first Bookin' bitches, the baddest ones get in my memoir Still out on bond, in 90 days, I bought 10 cars Fuck who hatin' if it's a war, well they can get involved Bought a mansion out on the water, money in the walls, boss 'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit, that monkey suit Act bananas, that what monkeys do, what monkeys do You get stupid, we get funky too, get funky too 'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit, that monkey suit Nigga, pull up in that black van, nigga, I ain't lyin' Jump out in that monkey suit, nigga, I ain't lyin' I pull up in that black van, nigga, I ain't lyin' Jump out in that monkey suit, nigga, I ain't lyin' 'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit, that monkey suit Act bananas, that what monkeys do, what monkeys do You get stupid, we get funky too, get funky too 'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit, that monkey suit
Writer(s): Jay Ernest Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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