Dom Pachino, Shyheim - Monkeys Laugh Too lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I was gonna come through, right
I was thinking like I come
Through and just like, headbutt them
Like with just a corner of my head, like boom
Youknowhatimean, my niggas talking bout
Like, nah, man, fuck that
They acting up, let's do this shit old school
Let's run up in they
Muthafucking cribs and shit
And put them fucking heaters in they grill
Nigga i was like ight, that might
Be the remedy, knowhatimean, uh huh

Aiyo, he back trust me
Split ya face like a dutchie
He must be dusty, my beard scruffy, man
My chain husky
I move weight like a huskie in
The snow, yeah, trust me, trust me
Yeah, jakes try and bust me
But I move swift and lovely
Catch me where the pros and the thugs be
Rocking rugbies, real hip hop, that's why
Them frill niggas love me, love me
Man, I put words together like
Them bricks on the house
You better eat what you put in your mouth
You better live with what you talk
You better run with what you walk
Man, I'm fly like a hawk
Plus I watch like one
The shit that I'm writing
Flashing your cash like lighting
I see them devils they rocking
Them horns like a viking
I'mma strike 'em with the
Force of a wrestler
Best can come test touch
But they better be your vest tucked
Then they might have their best luck
Before I have my niggas eat
Your food, digest ya
And shit you out like stool
Man, my fifteen year old
Daughter thinks I'm cool
Plus the kids in the school
Man, my shit's brand new
You ever heard that saying, monkey see
Monkey do
But banana clips is spitting, man, monkeys
They laugh too
Haha, haha, monkeys, they laugh too
Banana clips is spitting them, monkeys
They laugh too

Terrorist shit, man, stamp it
In your fucking neck, nigga
It's real hip hop, fuck
What you talking about
Fuck what you talking about give it to them

I got guns in the safebox
A bullet's in the safe
Big eighth and a razor on the plate
In my safe but ain't no crack in my safe
You want these stacks in my safe
Try grabbing my safe
Catch these fragments in your face
I'm the type of nigga to wait for
Ya'll to walk up in my bank
Then raise the APR
And I ain't talking bout long race but uh
Pretty rifle snipe niggas from far away
My aim so great, I can hit beer cans off case
Don't play with my papes
I kill you on your birthday
An early tuesday or thursday
When the police is thirsty
Your man gave up the plans
With hopes to come work for me
Ya'll suppose to take my bread, do me dirty
And murk me but, I came home on my job
Niggas calling me work release
They good for a little while
Now they calling me burglaries
In the first degree
Verbally I burn MC's third degree
Just street smart for niggas
Guess it's just the nerd in me
I'm every hood kid hero
I'm honey glazed turkey and cheese
So gutter with it, fuck it
Make it with government cheese
And I sees more scratch
Than puppies with fleas
Business around the globe
Different languages to speak
Chinese, Japanese, Portugese, muthafucka