Letra Monkey Suit de The Undercover Hippy

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The Undercover Hippy


Monkey Suit
The Undercover Hippy
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Once I'm on they ass now, I picked up that poetry
Remaster my old flows, let me bust this door's key
Monkey on my back, I ain't no pillow but they temptin' me
Ask me how I feel, nigga, fuck you with parentheses
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, the game ain't built on sympathy, uh

Ain't no nigga get your bread and fall in love with bitches
Real niggas go to court and buck them double digits
FBI parked 'cross the street with all these fuckin' pictures
6-4 with all these fuckin' switches
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


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