Lyrics

[Intro: Toker] Yo ese, let me ask you somethin' Are you tired, from hanging on my nuts? Are you taking notes on how to bite my estilo? Are you checking me out, to see how real G's roll? You better keep up, you fucking monkey You ain't on my level, next to me you a flunky Now you're running around, doing shit I do But it's okay, monkey see monkey do [Verse 1: Toker] Monkey see monkey do, ese I trip on you fools Now you bite my stilo, wanna do what I do But it's all good, I let a bitch be a bitch If you wanna be a punk, ese you catching our pitch Entiendes lo qué digo, no lo haces conmigo So quit kissing my ass puto, 'cause you're my enemigo Monkey see monkey do, you wanna be like me fool Ese I'm one of a kind, I thought you putos knew I roll with gangsters and gangsters got my back I stay on the hustle, ese I keep a fat sack I'm the shit and you know it putos I keep it real, so get the fuck out my way, 'cause your cap I will peel Sit back and take notes from a real OG Quit hanging on my nuts like some fucking fleas You can try it but you can't, I'm on a different level homie You think you do, but you muthafuckers don't know me [Chorus: Toker] Monkey see monkey do, ese fuck all you fools You can't compete with me, I give you putos the blues Now you wanna dress gangster and try to keep up You fake as a 3 dollar bill, shut the fuck up Real recognize real ese and that's just it Real G's know what's up, putos you need to quit Fake ass motherfuckers wanna bite my stilo But you don't got what it takes to roll how I roll [Verse 2: Toker] Hell yeah putos, you fucking with an OG It takes more than what you got to be like me Ese I been around the block, more than a few times This is real shit I spit, not just fucking rhymes You punk ass fools, you fucking with a straight leader I know its gotta be done, when you pull out the heater So many motherfuckers see my face for the last time When I get to hell, fools will be waiting for me in long lines Hell yeah, but that's the way shit go Before I leave this muthafucker I'm a let all you bitches know How it should be done, how you unload the gun How you squeeze the trigger and make muthafuckers run You fucking lames, you ain't knowin' about me I graduated from the hood, I got my streets degree I spit what I spit, I put it down for real G's Why the fuck you think these pandilleros are down with me? [Chorus: Toker] Monkey see monkey do, ese fuck all you fools You can't compete with me, I give you putos the blues Now you wanna dress gangster and try to keep up You fake as a 3 dollar bill, shut the fuck up Real recognize real ese and that's just it Real G's know what's up, putos you need to quit Fake ass motherfuckers wanna bite my stilo But you don't got what it takes to roll how I roll [Verse 3: Toker] Ese Tokes came back, just to set the record straight To wake these muthafuckers up before it be too late Making wack ass music, dressing all fucked up Wanna be like these other muthafuckers, all on their nuts Fuck that ese, keep it hood, keep it real I put it down for my raza, who's trying to climb this fucking hill Ain't got no time to be a fucking follower Either you a leader or a fucking coward Like I told you muthafuckers before, I ain't no rapper I'm a gang banger trying to rap, I'm a capper 'Cause I'll bust a fucking cap in your ass, no doubt These muthafuckers know what ese Tokes is all about Monkey see monkey do, fuck all you fools You know who you are, running around trying to do what I do Haha, You funny ass lames, chonies all up in your ass like some fucking danes [Chorus: Toker] Monkey see monkey do, ese fuck all you fools You can't compete with me, I give you putos the blues Now you wanna dress gangster and try to keep up You fake as a 3 dollar bill, shut the fuck up Real recognize real ese and that's just it Real G's know what's up, putos you need to quit Fake ass motherfuckers wanna bite my stilo But you don't got what it takes to roll how I roll