Monster

Yeah Monsters, monsters monsters, 1080 monsters Couple monsters just like bombsters The feds mobbed us, only in the squad trust Them cars, don't park it, nigga Where that spark at? They told lil' bro he gangster 'cause he fought back I was masked up with killers, we in all black They ain't get the job, lil' bitch 1080 get no callback Laughter, menace, Trackhawk tinted, yeah Back block spinnin' Find the opp and kill it Nigga, amoxicillin, nigga Don't bomb the building That's what they tellin' Big Backdoor I used to start with dealin' Then the truckload had came That changed my way of thinkin' Nigga up AK, you blinkin' Big Boss in this room, he shrinkin' Nigga, ain't no time for thinkin' Listen, hear my jewelry clinkin'? Bitch, I don't know why The fuck you speakin' Work all week, it's up this weekend We just blacked out on his fuckin' doorstep Mad 'cause his ho left Must ain't got no dough left Yeah, Big ol' Backdoor the kicker Ain't no doors left I been tellin' niggas not to Dive, if they dove, Say less Fifty of those compressed, bitch You can go and undress Big Backdoor in the flesh Not that nigga that cheat your test Nigga, I don't wear no vest 223s come for his neck Rookie up against a vet, 22 against a TEC Uh, payin' all my lil' bitch Bills, when they hear C4, They get chills Nigga just backdoored, went uphill Ain't comin' down no time soon Popped two Perc-15 pills Workin' at this shit here for years Now, fuck nigga, I'm finally here I'ma bring my niggas in Yeah, inside my cup, this is Wockhardt This not no beer or gin This lil' bitch stuck, she can't go far She gon' spin 'round again At first she was a seven, with Backdoor She is a ten my lil' bitch a scammer Callin' my phone tryna buy a BIN 223s and 556s, 762s and skin I try not to hit no houses I'm tryna hit your man Where your boss? It's too many workers I ain't gon' say it again cremate him Then let his ashes blow with all the wind Told God I often sin, yeah But I'm gon' get it right You see that Trackhawk at night Nigga see red beams and green lights Bitches wanna fuck, I'm pipe Bitches let me fuck first night My brother say I'm untouchable whenever I'm on this mic Lil' nigga gon' up and clutch and blow This shit ain't lookin' right Amiri jeans, they lookin' tight You can see my Glock out when I fight Below the belt, bit off his ear You call him Mike Oh, his machete swingin', hockey mask You call him Mike Wait 'til you get that shot Wait 'til they all in sight I'm just everything he not That's why it's hard to dislike Poured a deuce of Wockhardt But I called this light Free the bros behind bars, they call Send kites