Monkey Suit - Bruno Mali Kidd/Rick Ross

Lyrics by：Bruno Mali Kidd

Composed by：NoDJ

Once I'm on they a*s now I picked up that poetry

Remaster my old flows let me bust this door's key

Monkey on my back I ain't no pillow but they temptin' me

Ask me how I feel n***a f**k you with parentheses

He told me never to let these bustas beat me mentally

I stay on my gangsta guess I get whatever meant for me

Pop a gunshot ring out n***a it sound like a symphony

Get your block and tear it up the game

Ain't built on sympathy uh

Ain't no n***a get your bread and fall in love with b***hes

Real n***as go to court and buck them double digits

FBI parked 'cross the street with all these f**kin' pictures

6-4 with all these f**kin' switches

I bet they profile ya they pulled

You over police f**kin' with you

Give it to 'em at the streets say they f**kin' missed 'em

We body Benzes for my b***h and my f**kin' sister

Screamin' Block money then it's f**k the system

In my city when you hot gotta keep a f**kin' pistol

Homebase puts a n***as hatin' from a distance

Block stars every n***a bangin' been official

I'm 'bout to blow up on 'em like a pistol

'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit that monkey suit

Act bananas that what monkeys do what monkeys do

You get stupid we get funky too get funky too

'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit that monkey suit

N***a pull up in that black van n***a I ain't lyin'

Jump out in that monkey suit n***a I ain't lyin'

I pull up in that black van n***a I ain't lyin'

Jump out in that monkey suit n***a I ain't lyin'

'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit that monkey suit

Act bananas that what monkeys do what monkeys do

You get stupid we get funky too get funky too

'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit that monkey suit

Ayy two page letter off the dome like

Hey there Mr President

Police strapped up in my hood killin' all the residents

Back them up from out my hood

'Cause their flag was Confederate

First they give it to us then they

Lock us up for sellin' it

You say we equal that's an insult

To my intelligence

Mama raised her kids up while

Papa locked up in the cell again

They take fathers out the house and stop proper development

They take fathers out the house and stop proper development

F**k you why you yellin'

This that slave ship n***as sellin' it

Crooked crook could show you what

A felon is roll up we in heaven

Young black kings just look at my melanin

Can't get no jobs 'cause I got too much felonies

'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit that monkey suit

Act bananas that what monkeys do what monkeys do

You get stupid we get funky too get funky too

'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit that monkey suit

N***a pull up in that black van n***a I ain't lyin'

Jump out in that monkey suit n***a I ain't lyin'

I pull up in that black van n***a I ain't lyin'

Jump out in that monkey suit n***a I ain't lyin'

'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit that monkey suit

Act bananas that what monkeys do what monkeys do

Day County n***as were born to kill

You get stupid we get funky too get funky too

I got a bag for it two million forty million on me

Monkey suit that monkey suit

Went to war with the monkeys see them n***as humble now

Talk upon 'em p***y n***as then we gun 'em down

Heavy speculation raining down a 100 rounds

Put down all those n***as he was my summer allowance

Heard you tellin' in the feds now you coming home

Before you give 'em w**d to roll

You better do 'em wrong

Ski mask no need my beard stickin' out

Bare face broad day just take a different route

Big money I gave my Bentley to my lil' homie

Diamond studdies we living rugged like my n***a Dud is

Double M rich n***a Supraman out on a limb

Eyewitness see my face and told the crackers it was him

'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit that monkey suit

Biggest boss

Act bananas that what monkeys do what monkeys do

Real n***as Day County Big B what's up

You get stupid we get funky too

That's my n***a right

'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit

We slide on these n***as huh

N***a pull up in that black van n***a I ain't lyin'

Jump out in that monkey suit n***a I ain't lyin'

I pull up in that black van n***a I ain't lyin'

Jump out in that monkey suit n***a I ain't lyin'

'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit that monkey suit

Act bananas that what monkeys do what monkeys do

Born to kill n***a

You get stupid we get funky too get funky too

'Bout to jump out in that monkey suit

That monkey suit

Huh real n***as

Nine figure n***as

You better believe it

See all my n***as we be

Big B what's up

It was destiny my n***a

They can never hold down real n***as you hear me

We gon' do this for all the real n***as who came before

Saw all the n***as who dead and gone you hear me

Bruno let's go get some new money n***a

Told you what it look like yeah

Ain't lying ha ha ha

Biggies