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letra de what i get into - monster mike

[intro]

[verse]
ayo
i can’t stunt i’m a sad dude
if someone took your favorite sh-t from you, you’d be sad too
it’s crazy i been f-ckin with this sh-t for the past 5
but i ain’t tryna die and sh-t i’m not about that life
at least i got rap, right? ain’t never been just mike
cuz when i rhyme the words on these lil beats it be just right
i’m finna save the world but if i can’t then the hood’s fine
and n-ggas hate on me, guess they don’t know what they look like
if you don’t really care, you gotta f-ck with me, cuz we got that in common
i won’t change til i’m in coffin, even then it probably wouldn’t
other stuff does, i don’t know if you liked “i rap good”
but you would probably catch these reference
i been flexin, on my gooden sh-t
monster mike the optomist, dipped got on that harden sh-t
still ain’t saved a b-tch since i found out how that sh-t always ends
plus: ya mans needs all his ends, so if you see me with a broad
i promise i’m not with the broad, i swear she can do all my friends
some of them did some of them, a few of them did all of them
if you took offense, well my bad b-tch, i just be talkin’ sh-t
that’s when they get to stuntin, but it’s nothin, well it’s somethin’
cuz it’s funny! i be chucklin’, lookin at em like the rock and sh-t
but f-ck them baby they ain’t got it like this
let me see your phone i’m trying to lock me in
#usuparaw, i’m needing in
i’m probably dude you’re leaving with
i’m kinda cool but i’m real, real hot
f-ck with me now, cuz on the real i’m gone
still steal a b-tch, then slam a b-tch, then p-ss the b-tch cuz my names iman
you know my hands be active and i mean that sh-t in every sense
i tweaked on my little fingers cuz they ask and then i feel that sh-t
i think there’s different kinds of pains, just like theres different kinds of stains
just like there’s different kinds of gangs
but my sh-t i put on my face, i’m ’bout that life
n-ggas hate, but them n-ggas crazy: they don’t rap like mike
i wonder how cold i’m finna end up since i write all the time
i wonder if my crib’s on clark and lake since i got all the lines
i wonder if i’ll ever have a kid your b-tch ate all of mine

[chorus]
that’s what i like to get into
hit stains, fam don’t make us hit you
we don’t, give no f-ck bout sh-t dude
came out in that e cl-ss, my sh-t ain’t no rental

that’s that whip that i get into
can’t drive, i hope i don’t hit you
still don’t, give no f-ck bout sh-t dude
came out in that g5 my sh-t ain’t no rental

- monster mike

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