Monster Montana of 300

[Chorus]
I'm a monster, the streets made me a monster
I got my guap up, green on me like Blanka
You see I'm clean but that don't mean you can't get mopped up
I keep the Glock tucked, play with me get boxed up
I'm a monster, the streets made me a monster
I got my guap up, green on me like Blonca
You see I'm clean but that don't mean you can't get mopped up
I keep the Glock tucked, play with me get boxed up


[Verse 1]
Before the rap I was the plug, I'm who they copped from
Had lil bro selling pounds for me when I got locked up
I used to pray the neighbors never called the cops up
Streets ain't no game, been moving weight like I'm E. Honda
Don't make me pull up on you, shooting like Black Mamba
You gon' need Jesus, God, a vest and Kevin Costner
After I dump, I leave him slumped, fucked up his posture
Step back like Harden, cook his top 'til I see pasta
I had to go through some crazy times
Witnessed murder at the age of 9
My first gun was a P89
Had to stay with that Glock, they ain't taking mine
Paying bills, a few lawyers, and paying fines
Had a bitch lying saying her baby mine
Had some homies hating on the way he grind
Before fans I had clientele pay me mine
All of the pain that I been through
All of the struggle I went through
All the loss only motive my mental, why only count on my pistol?
Gangsters don't talk on computers, all that tough talk don't amuse us
And when I slap this dick in the 40, bitch I ain't fuckin' no cougar