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letra de sucka ass gook - mondega

yea
mic check x2
wake up x2
yea
stop sleeping
uh
turn it on up let it bounce in the whip
(eyy)
it’s my time i’m the man of the year
(eyy)
it’s my time i’m the man of the year
hey its my time i’m the man of the year

[verse 1]
it’s mondega
reporting live from rough raleigh
where the goons live on the block
with old timers
this is my city i’m the mayor of the town
everywhere i get love cause i’m holding it down
finna take them in a ride out to 704
queen city where them loc thugs pitch they rode
i’m in greensboro chilling with an ounce of blow
i got the munchies on some on avenue fa sho
let’s go
i see my man jay will knockin’
he got a new pump fo’ you boyz c-ckblockin’
this is not fictional rap it’s not an option
singin to the doctors fo’ talkin’ they garbage
you ain’t never been in a trap like me
with them drive-by hits leave a flag on the streets (ratata)
i know beef i ain’t tripping over y’all
m-th-f-cka i’m raw
i ain’t gotta be on

[refrain]
cause i’m way too old i ain’t got time for it
look i’ma do me like shawty lo told me
a certified g that’s all i know
so i grind hard and send money back home
yea it’s payday and i’m cashing my check
so f-ck all of you bustas talking they sh-t
my mama bought a crib and my president is black
and ho chi minh told me that i couldn’t do that (say what)
yea i’m on the move and i’m making these stacks
i always get love any way that i’m at
i know you ain’t real you ain’t really ’bout that
you a sucka -ss gook you ain’t talkin’ ’bout jack

[v.2]
it’s sad you got a choice but you play dumb
i was fighting at the bus stop for my l-one’s
i was five-one
knocking them deebos out
i got hands like pacquiao knocking ds out
i’m a legend on these south-side streets of mine
i’m that asian boy who turned a nick to a pound
don’t ever play around like you hard on these streets
ain’t n0body bulletproof rest in peace to piece
rest in peace to neil
i’m the new china man
i send my condolences to all of ya fame
we was raised in the ghetto and we learned to survive
a lot of y’all seem to judge but wanna be me inside
open your eyes steer from the road that i have taken
or you will find yourself in the same place that i was in
i do this for the people i ain’t trynna be them so
get your pride over these rites
and let’s begin!

[refrain]

- mondega

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