Monster Music

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,

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!

Refrão:

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

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