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Where The Monstaz Be
Curren$y; MonstaBeatz
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
East side, east side, east side
East side, east side, east side
L's, L's, L's
He back on them monster beats
He from where them monsters be
He full of them ganja trees
He been holding down the east
He creep up the block on 3's
Them bitches be watching G's
Stacking like mobster cheese
Lobster, pasta, helicopters
Rooftop on top us, other teams they can't stop us
I purchased my twelfth Impala
Niggas with bottomless pockets
Clocking them dollars
I stacked a couple mil, I'm still plotting
No it's not over bitch, cause we want some more shit
Act like you know when real niggas walk in the door in here
We finna go in, champagne flowing, super doja smoking
Private jet owners know it's not hard to notice
Who really raking that dough in
I brought my phone to the US Open
It's like game, set, love, Jet Life
There's only God above
And I got it out the mud
Diamonds in the mud, went home and shined it up
Family first, I'm fresh to death
Rolls Royce swept tail look like a hearse
Fuck they gon' do with me, I'm in pursuit of cheese
Living out all my dead homie dreams
Drop the top when the stars out
My nigga I know you can see me
If there's a heaven for a gangster
I know they got radio, know they got TV
I done caught stunts casually
It's nothing to me cause I'm used to it
Treat the Rolls Royce like a Ford Taurus
I just drove that bitch to Walmart
East side, east side, east side
Treat the Rolls Royce like a Ford Taurus
I just drove that bitch to Walmart
No that's not my only foreign car
Benz, BMW and Porsche
Never saw the BET awards
They would probably try to kick us out
Smoking on the killer in the crowd
Fuck if the cameras came around
Fuck if the sponsors came around
They ain't really want us anyhow
NWA ran a hundred miles and had more to go if I remember right
Nigga, east side, east side, east side
Yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga, east side, east side, east side
Yeah, yeah, east side, east side, east side
He back on them monster beats
He from where them monsters be
He full of them ganja trees
He creep up the block on 3's
Lobster, pasta, helicopters
Rooftop on top us, other teams they can't stop us
I purchased my twelfth Impala
Niggas with bottomless pockets
Clocking them dollars
I stacked a couple mil, I'm still plotting
No it's not over bitch, cause we want some more shit
Act like you know when real niggas walk in the door in here
We finna go in, champagne flowing, super doja smoking
Private jet owners know it's not hard to notice
Who really raking that dough in
I brought my phone to the US Open
Game, set, love, Jet Life, only God above
East side, east side, east side
Yeah right
He back on them monster beats
He from where them monsters be
He full of them ganja trees
He creep up the block on D's
East side, east side, east side, east side, L's
East side, east side, east side, east side, east side
East side, east side, east side, east side, east side
East side, east side, east side, east side, east side
East side, east side, east side, east side, east side
East side, east side, east side, east side, east side
Know it's not hard to notice
Who really raking that dough in
I brought my phone to the US Open
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