Monsta - H.O.A.M (Freestyle)
YeahHeart of a Monsta motherfuckers
Trappin every day
Oooh Word
Whoever wanna get it I'm comin' for your throats
Like I'm fresh off of probation I'm wantin' all the smoke
So nigga close your mouth
Got gorillas out
It's hit 'em hard gang bitch and we the realest out
I'm good in every hood you don't want the stress
Killas in the west aimin' at your chest
Walkin' through the springs better tuck your bling
One call they at your door ready to let it ring
Cause once my dawgs barkin' that draco get to sparkin'
They ain't with the talkin'
So nigga get the walkin'
Listen when I speak
Ain't shit sweet
Even with all this ice drippin' I don't get cold feet
I'll kimbo a nigga or we can get the bustin'
Got workers on the roof with hammers no construction
Plenty to lose strapped like we don't give a fuck
Put the Nina to your face and watch your forehead wrinkle up
Broad day snatch him up out his girls car
Now your man's with his phone out screamin' Worldstar
If a nigga out of line we'll get him right
Hittas run up have you thinkin' twice like a yellow light
And I ain't cocky I'm confident
I tell them I don't make threats I make promises
I manage shit I handle shit
Wait a minute who's mans is this
I'm a motherfuckin' Monsta in this hoe
Giant to my foe
They be 5'4 and I'm fee fie fo
I'm snappin' while rappin'
They snappin' and chattin'
If they lied to my face make them lie in a casket
So close your legs faggot your pussy is showing
They brag 'bout where they're from I brag 'bout where I'm goin'
Yeah I said faggot cover your ears bitch
I ain't sensoring shit you're a sensitive bitch
I do it for my city you do it for the clout
If you ain't reppin' Tampa get the fuck out
I'm beneficial
I been official
I been lyrical since they cut the umbilical
So fuck mumblin' rappers
I humble them rappers
Call them Hollywood trappers
Them niggas is actors
Y'all stay with the act
I stay with the pack
Like a dike ready to fuck I stay with the strap
This ain't a game nigga
Ain't no glitch nigga
I'll take your bitch nigga
Cause you a bitch nigga
So don't get laughed at
Just pass that
Everybody smashed that she do it for the cash app
Now she all in my whip while you're callin' and shit
She topped me off like she's dyin' to meet all of my kids
I'm still a force
I'm Brady in the fourth
If your shit drippin' then my shit pourin'
I'm rappin' what I'm livin'
You rappin' your emotion
All them niggas soft like they heart pumpin' lotion
Fake niggas can't say real talk and that's real talk
Sniffin' white lines 'til you're outlined in white chalk
None of my niggas custies we move the work to y'all
Flow so sick like spit hangin' from my jaw
Bars for any nigga that's ready to go to war
Heart of Monsta for the goons bitch it's Hit 'Em Hard
Written by:
Johnathan Rodriguez
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