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monster x2 - new blood lyrics

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intro :
man hot , monster, man hot
man hot , man hot, cheii!

new blood on the scene
i’m fresh out , i’m so clean
going hard with my team
fit-fam , zero gym
we just drying n-ggas blood
then we smoke it up
we just steady cutting checks
stacking money up
heard you running mouth
ima fix it up
n-ggas running wild ayy!

hook:
let a n-gga go, let a n-gga go!
let a n-gga blow , let a n-gga blow!
let a n-gga smoke, let a n-gga smoke
i don’t know what you want but i want it all
let a n-gga go, let a n-gga go!
let a n-gga blow , let a n-gga blow!
let a n-gga smoke, let a n-gga smoke
i don’t know what you want but i want it all

verse 1 :
i’m the man
looking fresh and fly
rocking suit and tie
with my men’s
in the f-cking trap
blowing on the loud
then we ride
all through the town
i’m talking late at night
making sure
these n-ggas ain’t about
ducking n-ggas down
cos we run the town
and you can’t get the crown
we see the feds
then we all smile
like a f-cking clown
we just f-xking round
in the hood
n-ggas want us down
yeah they steady frown
wtf is this about
can you hit me now?
n-gga you could try
i hit you in the mouth
then i gun you down
make the 9 go pow
that’s a blast
right up in your head
mehn this n-gga dead
let’s roll, fore we have the feds coming at my neck
diamond on a young jigga yeah watch me flex
back when we used to make money off the bets
now i make money off the drugs
now i make money off sh0r-s
ima blow the money at the club
get another stash in the morning for sure

hook :
let a n-gga go, let a n-gga go!
let a n-gga blow , let a n-gga blow!
let a n-gga smoke, let a n-gga smoke
i don’t know what you want but i want it all
let a n-gga go, let a n-gga go!
let a n-gga blow , let a n-gga blow!
let a n-gga smoke, let a n-gga smoke
i don’t know what you want but i want it all

verse 2 :
all white stashed up in my draws ayy
and i sip the purple with indigo
that’s my f-cking bro
we ain’t your n-ggas though
phone up ty then we hit the road
skrr skrrr let a n-gga a go ay!
let a n-gga blow ay!
mehn my n-ggas so pained
we been working late nights
just to get the cold chain
blowing on the smoke
young christian cobain
sipping on the protein
that’s the lin
yeah they ask me where you been
i been in the trap , tryna move my n-ggas out
tryna fly my mama out
tryna make my girl proud
and my sisters too
what ya n-ggas do
what ya n-ggas want
what ya n-ggas got
you ain’t even ball
boy i ball
boy i work it up
boy i stunt
boy i turn it up
in the cut
hit a n-gga
we the ones
yeah we set the pace
birds tree, we got nest
hit a n-gga we the ones
let me go , let me go
let me blow , let me smoke!
woah



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