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
This is marching music
This is monster music
Everybody get the f**k 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 b**ch
Get the club rocking
Hit the bar big spending'
Get the Bub' popping'
This is move Get the f**k out the way
Or get moved the f**k out the way chump
Niggas get tools to f**k in the club
Niggas get moved the f**k 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' a** ni**a
B**ches 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（yea）
They'll twist you yea （yea）
They'll let you know the Dips was here
Get it clear
This is monster music（yeah）
This is contra music（yeah）
This is arms out
Bombs out bombing music（yeah）
This is launching music（yeah）
This embalming fluid （yeah）
Everybody get the f**k up
Get to stomping to it（yeah）
This is monster music（yeah）
This is country music（yeah）
This is niggaz this is b**ches
This is all our music（yeah）
This is marching music（yeah）
This embalming fluid （yeah）
Everybody get the f**k up
Get to stomping to it（yeah）
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 ni**a
I got nothing but time ni**a
Plus you ain't hard to find ni**a 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 b***h won't f**k 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（NIGGA）
You a punk ni**a （NIGGA）
Get a grip get ya weight up ni**a （NIGGA）
This is monster music（yeah）
This is contra music（yeah
This is arms out
Bombs out bombing music（yeah）
This is launching music（yeah）
This embalming fluid （yeah）
Everybody get the f**k up
Get to stomping to it（yeah）
This is monster music（yeah）
This is country music（yeah）
This is niggaz this is b**ches
This is all our music（yeah）
This is marching music（yeah）
This embalming fluid （yeah）
Everybody get the f**k up
Get to stomping to it（yeah）