Twista Album

What happens when you combine the darkness with the light?

I'm bringing pain like two bad nurses
And the pain from these here, motherfuckin' verses
Ridiculous thirstses involving hearses to the dirt, shit
First picks and use 'n autos to work with slugs to the shirt, shit
(Just to squirt shit)

A wicked hit with an expert kick and burst 'til the earth split
Leave you hurt bitch, show you how worser than worst
Get in the zone, see the vein when the pain repel
And then they closin' the curtains, bitch
(When adrenaline's pumpin')

I don't understand discussion, only hear certain shit
I'm a misunderstood nigga and I'm off my square high
Got me reversin' clips and dispersin' shit

What can I say to make you see how the fuck I feel
To make me wanna jump off of the edge
I'm charged off of suckers gettin' shot up off the ledge
No pain, instead of 'caine I took a blunt off to the head
(So tell me what it said)

Retaliate with lethal repercussion, I feel the reefer rushing
To go into thangs, like it's a wicked stick
Took the Benadryl, hot like I'm fin' ta steal
To get the kickin' shit for niggaz and bitches that I kick it with

I was born to get you pumped up
It's like some lead bust 'cause I give motherfuckers a head rush
Then yo' head bust when you jumped up
'Cause what I said must've got you geeked, my eyes red puffed

From smokin' shit that niggaz hit on to die
Make me wanna slip the clip on the side
And if you act like a bitch on the side
If we have to then the whole Westside'll
Let the shit go on and ride when the trigga bust

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a motherfucker have to go and pick up the pump
To make his opposition chest kick up and jump
When you lit up the gun to make your body get up and uhh

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a motherfucker have to go pick up the pump
To make a trigger pick up and dump
So turn the bass, kick up and bump
And let the rhythm hit off the trunk

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a motherfucker have to go and pick up the pump
To make his opposition chest kick up and jump
When you lit up the gun to make your body get up and uhh

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a motherfucker have to go and pick up the pump
To make a trigger pick up and dump
So turn the bass, kick up and bump
And let the rhythm hit off the trunk

Pullin' up and bailin' out like we're carsick, I'm ready to start shit
Start up buryin' some heads like an ostrich
And unload the whole cartridge and throw the shells in the garbage
The hardest of motherfuckers could never achieve
What I've accomplished

Yungbuck's my accomplice
Located his existence with my sixth sense like a compass
And starting on a journey established to stop this
Rushing up the hearts of other niggaz to get 'em charged

What's the real reason?
All you haters try to murder me so now it's kill season
And even though I'm still bleedin'
I'm comin' after you cause I'm still breathin'

And y'all can't trace me
I bury my victims in the wall like Gacey, too lyrical
And since its nipple my umbilical these flows is critical
My music is miracle like I'm biblical

Killin' like I'm nuttier than buddy love
And still wouldn't leave a bloody glove and start the truck up
And speed the fuck up getaway smokin' this blunt
Dump the adrenaline eruptin' my veins I'm pumped up

And I'm calibrated at 360 degrees
See that's 300 niggaz that's gon die about 60 slugs to do this deed
(Psycho Drama)
We too much for the industrialistic fuck
With this on the brink of fuckin' up some shit

Dismantle, deduct some shit
It's hard to imagine what niggaz got nerves to do
(What niggaz got nerves to do)
So I guess I'll just take that fuckin' nerve from you

Then think what I'm on the verge to do
And I got the urge to ooh, let semi close yo curtains fool
From killin' the verses fool, I be one of the worstest dude
(You, the who?)
I'm the worstest workin' about 9 millimeters above your surface
Unleash these thangs then I defeat yo purpose, bitch you hurtin'

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a motherfucker have to go and pick up the pump
To make his opposition chest kick up and jump
When you lit up the gun to make your body get up and uhh

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a motherfucker have to go and pick up the pump
To make a trigger pick up and dump
So turn the bass, kick up and bump
And let the rhythm hit off the trunk

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a motherfucker have to go and pick up the pump
To make his opposition chest kick up and jump
When you lit up the gun to make your body get up and uhh

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a motherfucker have to go and pick up the pump
To make a trigger pick up and dump
So turn the bass, kick up and bump
And let the rhythm hit off the trunk

Let your adrenaline rush

I'm charged off of suckers getting shot up off the ledge
No pain instead of Cain I took a blunt off to the head
So tell me what it said, so tell me what it said

[Verse 1:]
(Charged) 2 straps and a mask a hundred thousand dollar lick and that'll get me (charged)
2 shots of patron a place 2 get it on with a bitch'll get me (charged)
Ak47s Sk's Desert Eagles Calico's and nines get me (charged)
Bad bitches with apples bottom jeans big titties and big behinds will get me (charged)
Purple haze the chronic and the diesel and the carronade and the Kush get me (charged)
Only smoke in the bed so every time u see me blazed in the bush I get (charged)
Every time I see a nigga from chi get in the game n blow up platinum I get (charged)
Ever Time a lil nigga thinking' he could compete with me with this rappin' I get (charged)
Let me see a few ballas' In the club throw up a couple of diamonds and get me (charged)
When I see a bitch poppin' that ass I throw some roof on my impala I get (charged)
When they see the twist sippin' on cris' flickin' them diamonds on his wrist they get (charged)
When bitches tell me twist damn I ain't know u shit on niggaz like this I get

[Hook:]
Charged off of suckers getting shot up off the ledge
No pain instead of Cain I took a blunt off to the head
So tell me what I said, so tell me what it said
Retaliate with lethal repercussion I feel the reefer rushin' to go into thangs like it's a wicked stick, took the benadryl hot like I'm fin'ta steal to get to kickin' shit for niggaz n bitches that I kick it with [repeat]

[Verse 2:]
When I see the crowd throwin' up they hands and they sayin' the hook I get (charged)
When I see baby g come in the studio with a ounce of Kush I get (charged)
When I go in the bay area n they be on that hypy shit I get (charged)
When I go 2 the club n the thugs on that they don't like me shit I get (charged)
When I see the fans let me down with this whole mobster movement I get (charged)
When it come 2 havin' money u can get it, it ain't hard 2 do it jus get (charged)
Cause the po-po watching so if u poppin' and you get caught servin' u gone get (charged)
Have a shoot out with some haters and they find out u committed a murder u gone get (charged)
2 shots of remy on the rocks my nigga pookie got the glocks so I'm (charged)
Love the tookie if u can blow a dookie do a split riding with cliff get me (charged)
If u let off a thumpa and people screamin' and yellin' lay down I get (charged)
When I step on the stage and got America screamin' K-town I get (charged)

[Hook]

[No lyrics]

[CHORUS: x2]
I ain't that nigga... I jus thought I'd let chu kno... when I'm rollin with a black Fo' Fo'... I ain't that nigga.

[VERSE:]
Naww I ain't a gangsta, but kick it with board members and governers that love larry hoover.
Niggas that'll do ya, Crackin a rifile over deciple have ya mama screamin out (holla-lu-ya).
And No I ain't a Vice Lord, But I kick it with niggas that bang that shit to tha left.
CVL love tha BL, them thug folks that love low, down with my click to tha death.
And naw I ain't BLACK P STONE, but when I was getting production with VILLIAN we was chillin.
South side, Swole brothas, who long ass braids, who real niggas stackin millions to tha ceilin.
And naw I ain't a soul, but got into it with dollar and rocked pink with jack Vo Vo.
Knew all them niggas when my raps flow so slow, befo' I was ridin black benzes on black Mo Mo's.
And I got plenty of friends and relatives that still be all up in tha mix.
Out chere up in tha streets', well f**k this rap shit nigga, I got guns you ain't gonna do shit.
I ain't gonna be frontin an fakin and actin petite all in my music... Not uh, that's too lame.
When it's on it's on, I pop a nigga, when you gone you gone, you finna be wiped of the earth like a memory... What's dude name? [echo's out]

And naw I ain't a killa, But I'll stank a motha f**ka while I'm hooded if he pull it.
Make a nigga bite tha bullet, hit em
With tha chrome cus I got tah show it's on to tha fullest.
And naw I ain't chief, But I'm a motha f**kin beast when it comes tah runnin in tha streets.
Ain't been on it in a minute cus a nigga getting money when I do it's cus a nigga gotta eat.
And naw I ain't SOLID but I got tha up most respect fo' a nigga if he holla it.
Or if he ride unda tha six I kno he be tha shit to tha real g's, I gotta pay homad.
And naw I ain't hard, but on god I'll push a niggas shit back and leave em scard.
Get tha inferred beam then go steal em N steam em, stank a nigga then go put tha car in my garage.
I spit crack you gotta pardon my berauge... uh lyrics I'm throwin is countin tha vesauge.
Tha theives wanna be thugs tryna put on fo tha streets, some beats but ain't got heart up in tha mind.
Quit lying you metamorphicLY speakin motha f**kas don't want it with real niggas that's out chere.
Give a desription of hellava gun but you don't wanna really feel it from real triggas that's out chere.
(cus it's out chere)[echo's out]

[CHORUS: x2]
I ain't that nigga... I jus thought I'd let chu kno... when I'm rollin with a black Fo' Fo'... I ain't that nigga.

[VERSE:]
Naw I ain't a playa, but in my city all tha bitches holla at me like I'm tha mayor.
Devistatin while I'm say-uhh, but if you wanna make it bigger than words I gotta spray her.
And naw I ain't a pimp, but peel a hoe fo' a fimp and I walk with a limp.
While I be smokin on the hemp and at tha party bitches sayin look at him look at him.
And naw I ain't no mark or no coward, come at me you gonna get yo lil heart devoured.
We don't buckle easy tah threats we be comin after next for techs for sex, money, and power.
Been doin tha Bid fo' so long that everybody around us talk shit.
Can't do nothin but hate off tha money we make, if we don't come up off of rappin we comin up off bricks... you lil soft Bitch! [echo's out]

[CHORUS: x2]
I ain't that nigga... I jus thought I'd let chu kno... when I'm rollin with a black Fo' Fo'... I ain't that nigga.

(feat. Cee-Lo, Jazze Pha & Big Zak)

[Intro: Jazzy Pha]
Woo!Ladies And Gentlemen You Are Now Tuning In To The Very Best. (Ladies And Gentlemen Gentlemen Gentlemen)
One Of The Most Delightful Of All Time (Sho'nuff)
Jazzy Phizzle C-Lo Green (Sugar Low) Twista It Gets No Better Baby

[Chorus: x2]
Hey! You A Trapper's Delight
You An Actor's Delight
You A Rapper's Delight
Hey! Say I Got To Have You Mama (I Got To Have You Mama)
Say Say Whats Ha'nnin Mama
Say Say Say What Ha'nnin Mama

[Verse 1: Twista]
(Ya Boy Twista
Rappers Delight
She Makes Me Wanna Take It Back
Imma Do It Like This)

Hey Hey You A Rappers Delight With Them Thick Luxurious Thighs
I Been After Yo Ass Since I Been Fuck With Grand Master Flash And Furious 5
When I Was Bumpin Melly Mel
Before I Was Makin Hella Mills
Sportin Pelly Pel
You Was Thick As Hell
All My Homies In The Industry Will Love You
When It Comes To Suckin Dick You Lookin Like You Lick It Well
With A Ol School Fatty
Make A Nigguh Wanna Take It Back
Will You Let Me Hit It From The Back?
When You Come In The Room And Take It Off Imma Have To Brake It Off To A Old School Track
When I'm Lookin' At The Way You Be Shakin Yo Rump
Be Makin Me Wanna Fuck You For Fakinâ The Funk
And When Yo Little Ghetto Bitch Mode Take Place
Make A Nigguh Wanna Bump The 1st Phase Tape
Its Like A Jungle Some Times That Make Me Wonder How I Keep From Goinâ Under
And I Wanna Be Yo Lover, But I Gotta Wear A Rubber
Though The Booty So Soft When She Tell Me Take It Off I Say Hu Hu Hu
Twista Roll With The Trappers Tonight
You Got The Type Of Body Actors Will Like
With A Ass So Fat And Titties So Big Shit Girl You A Rappers Delight

[Chorus: x2]
Hey! You A Trapper's Delight
You A Actor's Delight
You A Rapper's Delight
Hey! Say I Got To Have You Mama(I Got To Have You Mama)
Say Say Whats Ha'nnin Mama
Say Say Say What Ha'nnin Mama

[Verse 2: Big Zak]
Whats Up? (Whats Up)
Whats Happenin? (Whats Happenin)
Girl I Got Your Ticket Lets Do Some Travelin(Travelin)
We'll Leave From The A Town And When We Touch Down Ooooh Girl
Air Is Startin To Feel A Little Breezier
On Second Thought Maybe You Should Just Bring Your Fur Word
Your Looks (You Fly)
My Swag (Me Too)
My Style (Stay Fresh)
Yo Bag (Too Cute)
Are Those New Wings?
Well These Are
Just Swipe Them On My Visa
Lets Stop Through Vegas
Spin The Wheel At The Palace Of Young Caesar
If The Plane Make Your Head Hurt Heres A Asprin
We On The Ski Lifts Off In Aspin
So Whats Up? Whats Happenin?

[Chorus: x2]
Hey! You A Trapper's Delight
You An Actor's Delight
You A Rapper's Delight
Hey! Say I Got To Have You Mamma (I Got To Have You Mama)
Say Say Whats Ha'nnin Mamma
Say Say Say What Ha'nnin Mama
[x2]

[Verse 3: C-Lo Green]
So What Do You Do Besides Stand Around And Look Pretty? Hmmm?
Or Do You Get Paid To Do That?
Aha See, I Knew That
I Bet Diddy'll Think You're Pretty
And Mekhi Phifer Gone Like You
Leave Her Alone Lebron
And Oh Be Careful, Tyson'll Bite Cha
Wow Just Like My New Place Oooh
I Am Going To Decorate You
And Imma Be Honest
Most Of The Women There Are Going To Hate You
But What Can You Say Boo?
You All In They Way Boo
Brazilian Wax And A Facial, Thats A Busy Day Boo
I Mean Me Taye Hank Zack Pha, Everybody Okay You
And Its Your Reality
I'll Get Mtv To Pay You
Or What A Fabulous Life
All In One Fabulous Nite
House Up On Sugar Hill
You A Rapper's Delight

[Chorus: x2]
Hey! You A Trapper's Delight
You An Actor's Delight
You A Rapper's Delight
Hey! Say I Got To Have You Mamma(I Got To Have You Mama)
Say Say Whats Ha'nnin Mama
Say Say Say What Ha'nnin Mama
[x2]

(feat. Lil' Wayne)

Whip Game Proper, Whip Game Proper (You Know My)
Whip Game Proper, Whip Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
Whip Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
Whip Game Proper
Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Whip Game...

[Twista:]
Uhhh...Twista And Weezy F. Baby Ya Dig
Whip Game Proper Alot
Behind The Wheel
Behind The Stove
It Dont Matter
Check It Out)

[Verse 1: Twista]
Whip Game Proper
Cocaine Chopper
Dont Offer Me Reefer Unless You Know The Flame Proper
You Know I'm In Somethin' Sick When You See The Twista Pop Up
Fucked Up Off Of Juice And Vodka
And High As A Helicopter
In A Grape Jelly Jag Or Peanut Butter Bentley
Or Ruby Hummer Cuz A Few Bitches Is Comin Wit Me
Or Brake Down Slowly Im Startin Off In A Stick Shift (Whew!)
Muah! Give My Rims A Kiss, They Got Big Lips
Now Tear The Guts Out Bricks'll Get Served
Like Ostrich Interior (Why) Because Im Sittin On The Biggest Birds
Vocalistic Cataclysms I Spit Tha Biggest Words
Fuck You And Yo Bitch Ass Crew I Spit The Sickest Verbs
Yo Life Is Secondary
I Fuck My Secretery
My Life Is Legendary
Keep A Gun In Every Chevy
My Trunk Knock Up
Watch How I Beat The Block Up
A Paper Choppa Cuz On My Tip The Flame Proper
Cuz My

[Chorus:]
Whip Game Proper, Whip Game Proper (You Know My)
Whip Game Proper, Whip Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
Whip Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
Whip Game Proper
Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Whip Game...

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Yezzir
Uhhh... I'mm Up In It Like Dope Dick
And I'm Physically Fine, But My Flow Sick
Yosemite Sam Two Holsters
Two Pistols Cant Be Too Cautious
Yes Human Crack Young Carter
I Perform Better In Hot Water
Yeah And My Whip Game Straight
On A Bad Day I Could Turn A 2 Into A 8
And When I Smile It Look Like A Bag Of Coke
I Gets High I'm Twisted Like A Bag Of Ropes
And I Come From The Jungle
I'm Like Peter I Ride For My Animals
Ya Dig? Aha
Now Get Money Or Get The Fuck
So Much Ice I Need To Stick With The Puck
And If They Work Aint Big Enough
I Can Whip It Watch Me Whip It Up Because My

[Chorus:]
Whip Game Proper, Whip Game Proper (You Know My)
Whip Game Proper, Whip Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
Whip Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
Whip Game Proper
Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Whip Game...

[Verse 3: Twista]
Whip Game Proper Watch How I Stir The Pot Up
Thuggin Like I Was Pac-A
My Focka Go Flocka Flocka
Do Anything A Nigga Gots To Do To Protect My Product
When You Call The Cops Up I'll Be Gone Before They Search Through My Prada
Because I Dont Wants The Drama
Dont Wanna Holla Atcha ?
So Under My Seat Imma Carry Tha Llama
And Then Imma Peel Off In My Impala
I'm A (What) Jeff Gordon Slash Chef
Sorry I Gots To Peel Sarge
Behind The Wheel Or The Stove I Whip It Real Hard (Yeah)
Til It Get Real Hard Give The Shawties Real Jobs
Not From Georgia Im From Chicago But I Got A Field Mob(Whats Up)
They All Be Proper
At The Top Of Tha Carter
Cuttin Work At The Table Like A Dj Go Ar Ar Ar Ar
All Of Us Poppin Tags
All Of Us Ridin Bentlys
All Of Us Ridin Bikes So You Know We All Poppin Wheelys
Im A C Note Dropper
Good Dope Shopper
Click Gone Make Dollars
Spit Game Proper Cuz My

[Chorus:]
Whip Game Proper, Whip Game Proper (You Know My)
Whip Game Proper, Whip Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
Whip Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
Whip Game Proper
Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Game Proper
You Know My Whip Whip Game...

(feat. Speedknot Mobstaz)

[Chorus:]
Don't wanna see you with no pistols if you ain't ready to roll n*gga(put down that 45)
Don't wanna see you with no pistols if you ain't ready to roll n*gga(gotta let that 40 ride)
Don't wanna see you with no pistols if you ain't ready to roll n*gga (let's do a homicide)
Don't ever wanna see you with no pistols if you ain't ready to roll n*gga

[Twista:]
Don't wanna see you with that 45 unless you gon' ride
If I say you gon' die motherf*cker I get so loud
What you be procrastinating I think you f*ck around with pistols cause they fascinating
You motherf*ckers ain't gon' do nothing
When you get through frontin niggas out here already know that you ain't gon' shoot nothing
End up at the pearly gates when they test you
Gotta dirty face but what you know about a 30 ain't special shit
And I know them hard words make you jump up with your? when you got the mosburg pump bitch
And the shortys lookin at you like a punk bitch
Cause you ain't making what you claim ain't gon' dump click
You gon cry when you hear them bullets dumping when them shortys come and ride on you(when the pistol click clack)
If you still alive will you really get the dumpin if you got that 45 on you?

[Chorus]

[Mayz:]
Once upon a time in the sha there was three real killas who bust guns and puff fire
They cut weight by the key and baggin every gram
Instead? bustin with the pistol in they hand
I'm preachin murder like a vicious reverand
About niggas who claim they shootin but they never seen 357s
Now what reason would you hold it up
Put that pistol down nigga pick that weed up roll it up
Twista up the light you don't really won die
Stop your blood clot crying
Your bullets don't fly
? aim smooth? I keep that smith and wessel with me like I'm blackmoon
Toss up the living room storm through the kitchen
I caught that nigga in the bathroom shittin and pissin'
What you shakin' for I thought you said you ready to ride
Don't be coming with me if you ain't strapped because I

[Chorus]

[Liffy Stokes:]
I keep a p95 nine milli ruger
You f**kin with a shooter
Quick to bloody your suit up
My aim impeccable point like a decibel
300 feet away in a tower snipin a festival
What you know about 9's and glock 40's
And 45's see our 15's with the 5 pound slide
Thirty shot clips snub noses with the rubber grips
Wicked techs that'll put the kiss of death on your lover's lips
[? ] we get the squeeze nigga
Ak-47s make them bitches retreat nigga
Like a g nigga
I make em bleed nigga
? I'm bustin that's on my c nigga
My war chest is filled with ballers and techs
Ski masks gloves and vests so nigga what's next nigga
It's real thuggin you a bitch to the bone
If you ain't go through nothin shorty leave them pistols alone

[Chorus]

[answering machine beeps]
T what's up Joe?
Ay man, what done happen man?
Motha fuckas talkin bout you in the hospital and shit man
What the fucks goin on man?
Man the shit all on the news and shit Joe
Aye what's up Joe
Nigguh get at the nigguhs man
Aye hit me up 708 213 596 [beep]

(feat. R. Kelly)

[Twista:]
Kels And Twist (Uh)

[R.Kelly:]
Girl It Aint No Other Way To Describe You
Yo Momma Raised You Right, Yeah I Like That

[Chorus: R.Kelly]
Its Like Sitting Here In Love Rehab
Im Si Crazy About You Dear
Doctor Of My Soul
I Will Never Check Out Of Here
Filled My Prescription When I Came To You And Needed Peace
You Took Me In And Give Me Joy And Girl Now Im Free
You Were My Circle When I Needed To Talk You Had My Back
You're My Homie We Go Back
Thank You For Your Love Rehab

[Verse 1: Twista]
Doin' Bad Aint Nobody In My Life
Imma Kill A Nigga Or Somebody Gone Murder Me Soon
Im A Hope Feind, I Need A Woman In My Life Could You Take Me To The Emergency Room?
I Need Somebody That Can Nurse Me Back To Health Cuz Of My ? Sick Shakin Like Hookay
You Took Me Up Out Of The Hoopty
Put Me In The Lex 300 And Got Me Blowin On Dooky
Now Why Do I Respect Her?
Cuz She Down For A Nigguh Before I Was Rollin' City To City
She Got Me Screamin Out "Yes Sir!" Like A Pretty Ricky
Lookin' Freaky Freaky While Im Smokin On The Sticky Icky
When Im Down And Out
You Be Rubbin My Back Because I Miss You
You Know I Got Issues
When I'm Ridin' Dirty And I Got The Thumper And The Law Pull Me Over You Will Hold My Pistol
Sick Of How The Women Follow Me
You Trama Me In The Pharmacy Of Love
Body Be Right I Wanna Hit You
You Like A Veteran When I Need Some Medicine You Better Than Exedrin
When Fellas In Trouble They Wanna Get You
I Thought I Knew What Real Love Was Til I Met You
I'm Reminiscing On The Love We Had
Imma Stay Sick Forever I Hope I Never Get Well Cuz You Got Me In A Love Rehab

[Chorus: R.Kelly]
Sitting Here In Love Rehab
Im So Crazy About You Dear
Doctor Of My Soul
I Will Never Check Out Of Here
Filled My Prescription When I Came To You And Needed Peace
You Took Me In And Give Me Joy And Girl Now Im Free
You Were My Circle When I Needed To Talk You Had My Back
You're My Homie We Go Back
Thank You For Your Love Rehab

[Verse 2: R.Kelly]
So Many Problems, So Many People
So Many Decisions, So Many Roads That I Have To Choose (Yeah)
But Still I Roll The Dice And Pray That I Dont Lose
There Were Times That I Got Weak, Fell, Short And Couldnt Go On And She Came Through
So Many Friends, So Many Liars
So Many Haters, Some Times I Just Dont Know Who To Trust
But Yet Still I Turn The Wheel Of Life And Try My Luck
There Was A Time When I Was Broke Didnt Have A Job And This Woman She Showed Me Love
Since We 1st Met I Been Risin' Like A Escalator
Now 5 Years Later We Have Come Up Like A Elevator
You Made Me Better Babe (Oooh)
When I Thought I Was Goin' Crazy (Oooh)
Was Just About To Lose My Mind And You Put Me In Your Love Rehab

[Chorus: R.Kelly]
Sittin Here In Love Rehab
Im So Crazy About U Dear
Doctor Of My Soul
I Will Never Check Out Of Here
Filled My Prescription When I Came To You And Needed Peace
You Took Me In And Gave Me Joy And Girl Now Im Free
You Were My Circle When I Needed To Talk U Had My Back
You're My Homie We Go Back
Thank You For Your Love Rehab

[Verse 3: Twista]
Imma Spit That Love Flow
Forget What They All Say
She The Only One That Help Me
Hit Her With A Little Bit Of 12 Play
When The Twista Wasnt Proper Sippin Flocka
I Could Remember Tellin The Love Doctor I Need Some Help
Through The Fire Like Im Chaka
Love It Everytime I Rock Her
Cock A Pistol When I Gotta Go Bleed To Death
My Surgery And My Methadone
The Only One I Talk To When Im Left Alone
You The One That Help Me Fight Thru My Challenges
Tell Me Whats My Psycho Analysis
I Thought I Knew What Real Love Was Til I Met You
I'm Reminiscin' On The Love We Had
Imma Stay Sick Forever Hope I Never Get Well Cuz You Got Me In A Love Rehab

[Chorus: R.Kelly]
Sittin Here In Love Rehab
Im So Crazy About U Dear
Doctor Of My Soul
I Will Never Check Out Of Here
Filled My Prescription When I Came To You And Needed Peace
You Took Me In And Gave Me Joy And Girl Now Im Free
You Were My Circle When I Needed To Talk U Had My Back
You're My Homie We Go Back
Thank You For Your Love Rehab

[Twista:]
Uhn Kelz And Twist
Gotta Let Her Know That She The Only Reason We Make It Through Sometimes
Thats Why We (Sittin Here In Love Rehab)

(feat. Toxic)

Toxic China White Productions

[Intro: Twista]
Uhh, yeah, ay
Sellin this here dope on these streets
It's a seven day thang, knowhatI'mtalkinbout?
We out here all day e'ry day hustlin
Yo Toxic, tell 'em what we talkin 'bout
Check it out

[Chorus: Toxic (Twista)]
Call my connect {"On Monday"}
(What you got? Now what you got for me?)
I pick it up {"On a Tuesday"} yeah
(Bring it back, now bring it back for me)
Ohh, I cook it up on {"On Wednesday"}
(Go to the kitchen, get the pots, hit the stove nigga)
Shut them niggaz down {"On a Thursday yeah"}
(Y'all can't serve around here, you gotta go nigga)
Yeah, we on the tip {"Come Friday"} yeah
(Cash them checks, uhh, we on the set, uhh)
Police tried to sweat me {"That Saturday"}
(They let us go we hit the sto' then hit the club nigga)
We still tippin {"On Sunday"} yeah
(Seven days a week, that's how we do it cause we gots to eat)

[Twista:]
The rap for the hood, if you want 'em I gram 'em
I'm Twista, I came back with the hustler's anthem
And these are crack hooks that I spit, I hope my customers chant 'em
Spit for niggaz in Caprises that can't pull up in the Phantom
That's real – like rocks and blows when I'm rockin them shows
On the blocks with them O's when I'm droppin them flows, cockin the low
When the Twista hit the scene and that's like BLAKA explode
These lyrics to the tracks is like workin them pots on the stove
That's real

[Hook: Twista]
I got cocaine if you really wanna {"buy buy"}
I got ounces if you really wanna {"buy buy"}
I got 'dro if you really wanna {"buy buy"}
Rocks blows if you really wanna {"buy buy"}

[Hook]

[Twista:]
Give me a look-up, I got the good hook up on cook up
If you low I'll front you to try to help you get a foot up
Police on my ass so I had to move a little bit quicker before I get shook up
Shit it's all the way I had to book up
Makin money for my good ki with a good cut
I spit that Cali kush, in the alley you can push
And the ki I stay low-key so Detective O'Malley won't look
Everybody be watchin my shows, everybody be rockin my flows
Got yayo and that's the way shit goes nigga, O's nigga

[Hook x2]

[Interlude: Toxic]
It's a seven day thing man
We do it all week e'ry week, we hustlin
Let me tell you how it goes again, aight?

[Chorus]

[Hook: echoes at the end]

(feat. T-Pain)

(Police! We Have A Search Warrant)

[Twista:]
C'mon C'mon Eh T-Pain, Its Twista Come This Way, We Gotta Creep Fast.

Watch As I Hit It Through The Middle Of The City On The Chevy
And I'm Ready With The Woffas That'll Flip Your Block
And I Got The Tickin An' A Machete For The Niggas That Be Talkin Piety
Get To Talkin An Im A Heat Up Your Block
If You Wanna Bring Your Boys
Better Bring The Toys
Better Bring The Noise
Im A Put Both [?]
Bodies When I Get To Spittin Everybody
Shoulda Broke And Nobody Listen So

Now I Roll And 24s When Im On Your Tip
They Dont Know Who I Am Aint No Body Talkin Shit
Tell Me When If They Ever Think I Was A Hoe
Cause I Got Killas With Me Crips, Bloods, G's And [?]

And We Be Focused On The Paper When We Be In The Kitchen
When We Thinkin About The Money And The Come Up And I Got The Niggas
That Be Ready For Whatever With The Whole War Chest If A Nigga Run Up,
Ak 47, Desert Eagle, Sk, Mac 11 For The Niggas Thatll Try To Run Up Nigga
What Ya Want Im A Bone Thug Get You While Your Sleeping Cause You
Know Im Creepin When I Come Up.

[Hook: T-Pain]
Mother-Fuckas Actin Like They Dont Know Me,
But They Know Just Who I Am, Im A Mother-Fuckin Killa Gorilla Nigga
You Better Act Like You Understand
Cause Im A Killer A Mass Murda The Realest Nigga That You Ever Heard Of
Mother Fuckas Actin Like Dont The Deal
But They Know Just Wat To Do
Every Body Talkin In The Streets So You Know Im Comin Straight For You
Im A Killa A Mass Murda The Realest Nigga You Ever Heard Of

[Twista:]
Quit Playin Nigga And Get Over On The Twista Im A See You When I See You
And I Wouldnt Want To Be
You Got The Desert Eagle
And Im Rollin In The Regal
When Im Lookin At You Evil
Through The Eye Of A Needle
Not A Misdemeanor
But A Murder With A Millimeter
Feel The Heat When Im Bustin At Your Whip
I Get A Burglar When I Be Comin For Your Shit
Im A Get You For Your Goods When I Run Up In Your Crib

Tell Me Where Your Jewelry At
Where Your Safe
Dont Make Me Have To Smack This Ugly Bitch In Her Face
Is It Behind The Portrait Or
In Your Floor Just Tell Me Cause I Gots To Go

Cause I Galloped So Hard I Had To Lick On Them Niggas
Cause It Used To Be If I Had To Get Em Im A Get Em
Never Ride A Burgundy Lamborghini Murcielago Through The City
Cause I Know Thatll Kill Em
Averagin A 100 Yards A Game
My Competition Better Back Up
Because Im The E Running Back
Niggas Get Ready For The Machete
For The Lyrical Jason Im Gonna Keep Comin Back

[Hook: T-Pain]
Mother-Fuckas Actin Like They Dont Know Me,
But They Know Just Who I Am, Im A Mother-Fuckin Killa Gorilla Nigga
You Better Act Like You Understand
Cause Im A Killer A Mass Murda The Realest Nigga That You Ever Heard Of
Mother Fuckas Actin Like Dont The Deal
But They Know Just Wat To Do
Every Body Talkin In The Streets So You Know Im Comin Straight For You
Im A Killa A Mass Murda The Realest Nigga You Ever Heard Of

[Twista:]
The Lyrical Assassin [?],
And I Gotta Be Attackin The Track
And I Got A Package Of The Good
See A Legendary Reppin For The City
Cause I Put It Down Ever Sense I Been Rappin In The Hood
17 Years Of Goin And Flowin
And Showin These Niggas When It Come To Beaten Me Nobody Could
I Was Spittin Venom Ever Sense The Days Ugk Rappin
And Talkin About Puttin Diamonds On The Wood

Pullin In A Old Cadillac Before I Got Some Thangs
And I Got That Gwap And A Little Ones Spot Now I Ride A Range
And Because I Spit That Crack Is The Reason We Got Some Change
And If We Aint Makin Money Of Rap We Got Them Thangs

Got the 8 dollar hollas two for 15's
And 4 in a split a nine piece so you can hit the whole brick
How we know about making a 100 every summer
Pulling up in the Hummer can make a nigga so sick
How I constantly come up with hits and steady be getting fans
Is only because a nigga's flow's sick
Showing no debate everybody know I'm great
Any motherfucker that hate can suck my dick

[Hook: T-Pain]
Mother-Fuckas Actin Like They Dont Know Me,
But They Know Just Who I Am, Im A Mother-Fuckin Killa Gorilla Nigga
You Better Act Like You Understand
Cause Im A Killer A Mass Murda The Realest Nigga That You Ever Heard Of
Mother Fuckas Actin Like Dont The Deal
But They Know Just Wat To Do
Every Body Talkin In The Streets So You Know Im Comin Straight For You
Im A Killa A Mass Murda The Realest Nigga You Ever Heard Of

My Wrist And My Wrist And My Wrist And My Wrist And My Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
And My Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
And My Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
And My Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
I Keep Two Toned Stones Sittin In My Lobe
Keep Two Toned Stones Sittin In My Lobe
Keep Two Toned Stones
Two Two Toned Stones
T Two Toned Stones Sittin In My Lobe
And My

[Verse 1: Twista]
People They Ask Me Twista How U Keep Yo Style Young?
Rocks On My Wrist Make Me Feel Like The Italian Stallion
I Dont Do Much But Every Piece Cost Atleast 5 Digits
Just Use It As Inspiration To Say He Got It So I Gotta Get
If A Heifer Got A Fatty Then I Gotta Hit It
If Its Princess Cut Then I Gotta Get It
Hand Cuffs On The Wrist Aint Nobody Out Here Fuckin Wit Twist I Be
Flowin So U Gotta Feel It
Oh Let Me Slow It Back Up So You Can Hear What Im Spittin
They Call Me Cocky Balboa I'm Rocky Come And Look At How I Glisten
Even Without It My Aura Make Me Get My Shine On
Its Just A Reward To Myself For Gettin My Grind On
Got Different Rocks In The Jacob For Every Time Zone
In The Club Boxin With boulders? Call Me Slide Stone

[Chorus:]
Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
And My Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
And And My Wrist Stay Rocky
Wrist Wrist Stay Rocky
And My Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
I Keep Two Toned Stones
Two Toned Stones
T-Two Toned Stones Sittin In My Lobe
T-Two Toned Stones
Two Two Toned Stones
T Two Toned Stones Sittin In My Lobe
And My

[Verse 2: Twista]
People Tell Me Twista We Love You But Why You Act So Cocky? (Why)
My Swagga Up In These Stones Got Me Feelin Like Rocky (Thats Real)
When I Pull Up To The Party In An All White Maserati (Err)
It Feels So Good When I Know That I Got On Diamonds That'll Fuck Up Everybodys (Year)
Dont Hate Cuz I Got That There
Dont Trip On How I Do It Dude (Dude)
Different Colors Of Rocks On Every Side Of The Rubics Cube (Cube)
My Jewelry Screamin Loud (Loud) So I Stay Cool And Mellow (Mellow)
How Many Colors U Got In That Watch
Black And White And Blue And Yellow (Whew!)
A Hundred Carats On The Ipod (Pod)
A Hundred Carats On The Gucci Link (Link)
In The Club Talkin Shit Like I Dont Know That My Dooky Stink (Stink)
White T Or The Fuchsia Mink (Mink)
Depending On The Weather (Thats Right)
You Wanna Take It Dont Compete With Me Cuz We Can Do Whatever Cuz My

[Chorus:]
Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
And My Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
And And My Wrist Stay Rocky
Wrist Wrist Stay Rocky
And My Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
I Keep Two Toned Stones
Two Toned Stones
T-Two Toned Stones Sittin In My Lobe
T-Two Toned Stones
Two Two Toned Stones
T Two Toned Stones Sittin In My Lobe
And My

[Verse 3: Twista]
V.I.P Colorful Diamonds And A Gold Chain (Chain)
Its A Motherfuckin Shame How My Ear Lobes Hang(Hang)
From The Knockers And The Bracelet On My Wrist Flick Flick Flick Flick Flick (Flick)
Watch So Cold They Say They Lookin At The Time On The Wrist Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick (Tick)
Thats The Reason I Can Pull Up On A Thick Chick (Chick)
So Fine And Her Ass So Thick Thick (Thick)
I Told Her Let Me Be Yo Manager On The Red Carpet While The Cameras Flick Flick
I Can Put Some Diamonds On Them Arms And Have You Lookin Better
She Looked At Me Like A Like A Lame And Pulled Her Sleeves Back And Said Her

[Chorus:]
Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
And My Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
And And My Wrist Stay Rocky
Wrist Wrist Stay Rocky
And My Wrist Stay Rocky Like Sy Stallone
I Keep Two Toned Stones
Two Toned Stones
T-Two Toned Stones Sittin In My Lobe
T-Two Toned Stones
Two Two Toned Stones
T Two Toned Stones Sittin In My Lobe

[Some Guy:] Wonder what Twista would be doin' man, if he wasn't rappin'?
[Twista:] It's a beautiful day for racing, and we have four beautiful horses,
Everybody get your bets in, Were gonna see whose gonna be coming up outta the back.
We have Suger foot, we have lighting and we have coming to get'em, and we have rippin' them up into shreds.
And there off!
Now who is gonna be taking a early lead, Is it Suger foot in front of Lighting, NO, Lighting's up under Sugerfoot.
Coming To get'em is coming up outta the back, and is jumpin' in front of Rippin them up into shreds.
And now Rippin'em up into shreds is gainin' a little momentum on Sugerfoot.
Bet it would be wonderful competion if Lighting gets out ahead a little bit.
And Hear they come spinning around the turn, Will it be Rippin'em up into shreds, will it be Sugerfoot,
NO! it's Coming to Get'em winning by a neck

[Some Guy:] MMMMMMMMMMMMM...
[Twista:] Yes ladies and gentlemen we are at the auction, what a beautiful day, what a beautiful day.
And we have a beautiful carbon D, that we are about to auction off.
What a wonder car, and it's a burgundy, Lamborghini, Masalago. And it's going for 375,000 dollars
Who will be the first bidder?
375,000 dollars, 375,000 dollars, who will be the first bidder,
375,000 dollars going over here to the gentlemen in the bergandy shirt, 375,000 dollars going once,
375,000 dollars going twice,
375,000... O! 385,000,
385,000 to the gentlemen in the tourqoise shirt with his wife and she's looking so wonderful,
385,000, 385,000.
[Some Guy:] MMMMMMMMM

(feat. Pharrell)

That girl wanna give it up, right there [x2]
That girl wanna give it up, to Pharrell
That girl wanna give it up, to Terrell
That girl wanna give it up, a big girl
That girl wanna give it up, a thin girl
That girl wanna give it up, a dark girl
That girl wanna give it up, the light girl

That girl wanna give it up (uh) That girl wanna give it up, watch her [x2]

[Chorus:]
That girl wanna give it up, watch her (4x)
Black girls wanna give it, (yeah) wanna give it up (yeah)
White girls wanna give it up, (yeah) wanna give it up (yeah)
Spanish girls wanna give it up, (yeah) wanna give it up (yeah)
Middle Eastern girls wanna give it up, (yeah) wanna give it up (yeah)

[Verse 1: Twista]
Now I be in the club hollin at hoes like hey now
Sippin Everglory yall want me to say now
So on the streets and on the block since Twista red hot they give it away, give it away, give it away now
Oow she got dreams of how the California cation with me
I can see from how she lookin she couldn't wait to hit me
Come on over hear lil mama so you can babysit me
Bounce that *ss in front of me now thats the way to get me
Thinkin about how she suck by the way she pop them lips and let me look at that tongue
Thinkin about how she f*ck by the way she pop them lips and let me look at that tongue

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Pharrell]
Mami make you money make yo cash
Make like a bongo and pop yo *ss
Pretend its Mystical and shake it fast
(Watch ya self) sticky panty bang bash
Dangerous piss in the Douglass grass
Count some money b*tch pose and laugh
You know P keep the niggas on they toes (haha) Let me speed it up for these hoes
Pop pop pop pop, Pop pop pop pop
She be beatin like a bongo till she look me in my face and just squat
Man I know her type I know she gon rock
She get naked and she stand up on the yacht
And you know she gon do it until we dock
Cause the girl ??? baby thats all you got
I cut that *ss like a beat and make it knock
Trust me nigga thats the key to keep em' locked

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Twista]
What it mean when she be jukin in them juicy catours
That girls wanna give it up, watch her
In my crown holder she in her Republic jeans
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
Lil ma whats up, I see you in the party you with somebody I can tell how ya movin ya body that I
You wanna f*ck you would'nt mind if I get a ticket for speedin while I'm takin you home in that blue Mazzarati and I
Wanna hit it cause the booty to fat
When I'm around look at how you act
Look how she shake it for me when she do that
Look at how she lookin at me behind dude back

[Chorus]

[Twista:]
Let me take you to the wicked wicked Westside
Where them niggaz carry chrome and the best die
Where we push up in the corners that we fight for
City from the shores breeds gangsters and Vice Lords
Bustin pistols while we runnin from the five-oh
Hit the adversaries up because we drive slow

Oh I'm a killa mayne, standin on these corners
Hustlin for my denim mayne, and if you try to move
Soon as I hear one shot
I'ma let the tec and desert eagle ride non-stop
If I have to I'll commit a murder just to maintain
Tell me what you thought I'm from a city where they gangbang
And I got that thang thang
Get it however you want it cop a fo' and then split
Hustle hard and work your way up 'til you holdin a brick
Cop an ounce of this 'dro I got the flyest shit in town
Bet you within a week you'll be able to get a pound
Go ahead and drop you can whip on 24's to get around
Gettin paper make me feel like... {la-da-da-dahhh-deeeee}

[Chorus:]
Let me see all of my gangsters come up - in Chi-Town
Let me see all of my hustlers come up - in Brooklyn
Let me see all of my riders come up - in the Bay
Let me see all of my killers come up - in Houston
Let me see all of my bitches come up - in A-T-L
Let me see all of my niggaz come up - M-I-A

[Twista:]
Now let me take you to the motherfuckin Southside
City of the chrome, get shot up for standin outside
Don't talk no shit or you can end up on primetime
My nigga Ty Nitti be holdin down the nine-nine
That's where the thugs lurks
I done been out there and seen them niggaz put in bloodwork

When I'm in the 100's you can always smell the scent of purple
These niggaz always gettin money in they inner circle
Fuck with 'em they fin' to hurt you; gotta get they cash on
Necessary evil they quick to put the mask on
Then they gotta put the mash on; steady bustin at each other
I take a tool and bust my strap and scream out "Free my brother~!"
Bitch-ass motherfuckers; I'm about to break 'em out
If they hit me before they get me I'ma take 'em out
If we successful we gon' smoke a blunt and cruise home
Introduce him to his new Charger with no shoes on
'Til the haters move on
Fin' to set up shop now, gotsta hold the block down
Gettin paper make me feel like... {la-da-da-dahhh-deeeee}

[Chorus]

[Twista:]
Now let me take you to the motherfuckin projects
Where the true thugs, and the elite members of the mob at
Know somebody; better call them out or try to tell them later
When they tell you "Where you from" when they catch you on the elevator
The fiends lurkin, niggaz serve in pissy hallways
Can't say shit cause they be gettin money all day

Mercedes parked out front, chillin with a hat cocked to the left
In the ride with the glock cocked smokin a blunt
300Z with the Lamborghini do's and some hoes with a big ol' project booty
And the beat kinda hot but the cops wanna come
To hold the work he got that duty
So they can't do nothin to me
Seventh flo' with the 'dro now, nineteenth flo' by the rocks now
Gettin paper make me feel like... {la-da-da-dahhh-deeeee}

[Chorus]

[Twista:]
Yeah, some oh-six shit
For all the real niggaz and bitches to ride to
Not none of that ol' lame-ass, metaphoric-ass ol' goofy shit~!
This some of that real shit, that Chi-Town shit
That gangster shit, fool!
Twista bitch...

(feat. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)

[Chorus:]
Standing from the only corner like a soldier,
Let it ride on them n-gg-s, gotta show 'em that we ain't no hoes...
Gotta Show 'em that we ain't no hoes...
(n-gg-s ain't no hoes...)
In a circle, sippin' henny, smokin' dojah,
Better ride on them n-gg-s, gotta hit 'em, whatcha running for...
Whatcha running for...
(n-gg-, whatcha runnin' for.)
Now you're f-ckin' wit a Cleveland killa,
Now you're f-ckin' wit a Chi-town killa,
Now you're f-ckin' wit a 9-9 killa,
Now you're f-ckin' wit a Capetown killa,
Now you're f-ckin' wit a Cleveland killa,
Now you're f-ckin' wit a Chi-town killa,
Now you're f-ckin' wit a 9-9 killa,
Now you're f-ckin' wit a Capetown killa,

[Twista:]
Whatchu know about grown thugs, bone thugs-n-harmony,
Ima be letting everybody know about it,
Steady trippin' and bitchin' over styles, when we should've been gettin' gwap,
I ain't no mutha f-ckin hoe about it,
Lets take a shot of patron, sit back and zone on some n-gg-s united,
Cuz we the sh-t when we spit....
Early on, all the vision was hazy,
Now its just Krayzie and Layzie, Wish and Twist in this b-tch,
We be snappin so accurate with the lyrics when we be poppin
We make everybody Go Nuts,
N-gg- hold up, got the competition sold up,
Go get me something to roll up,
Gotta spit for my n-gg-s and b-tches i know in the ghetto,
And all of my ballers and my family, doing fed time,
And everybody thats hatin' on the science of this alliance,
For violence high instance i'll show you its bed time,
Crack to herbs,
Send n-gg-s back to work, Bone Thugs,
You can't ask for mo,
Gotta hit em' with what the fans asking fo',
Ain't no way that you could f-ck the fantastic four,
N-gg-s don't wanna see me,
Cuz they know that ima do ya,
And leave you totally crushed....
When i told mista ouija, that i wanna know my future...
He told me that it was us...(Now whatchu talkin' bout)

[Krayzie:]
Now everybody wanna know about it, if its certified,
They heard it through the grapevine,
Could it really be real,
Is it a rumor or a straight lie,
Proof is in the music, so you can't deny,
We changing time, (Why...)
History is in the making,
N-gg- get ready for this thug invasion,
And lots of money-makin',
100 million, we could make a major killin', real n-gg-s...
And too bad for the contenders....
We could spit it and go round for round,
(Round for round...)
Take 'em straight back to that underground...
(Underground...)
Bone and Twist on some sh-t like this make a n-gg- stop quick,
Like "Wuts that sound!?"
(Wuts that sound!?)
You finna hear a n-gg- really f-ck it up we got that n-gg- twista creepin' out the cut,
Swisha full of bud,
Give a n-gg- love,
Feel it through the blood,
This is for the thugs, what...
Maintain all day on a paper chase,
The fame came, but i'd rather just take the pay,
Man i'd rather take a million and i'll be out on the market or a target for a killin',
Really...
So my tech nines... right there when you test mine,
Immediately stretched out,
We breathe for the midwest side...

[Layzie:]
You'll get killed tonight,
After all the little drama that a n-gg- had to witness through this business,
Tryna trap us in this music game...
Can never be defeated,
We all believe in Jesus and He helped us when we need it,
And thats how we made it through them thangs...
Who woulda thought that Little Layzie and Twist,
Midwest Invasion woulda brought us to this,
Spit Yo Game, talk that sh-t,
You know just who you're f-ck-n' wit,
The realest that could spit it,
Dig it, now here goes another hit,
Cleveland n-gg-s always been on the grind,
Chicago n-gg-s always been on the grind...
Like makeveli's thug nation, ain't no time being wasted,
Say a n-gg- gotta take it, so i'm going for mine...
Now could it be that it was already written...
Smokin' on the dro, but i know i ain't trippin,
Glass full of henny wit a pocket full of money,
This is real as it get and ain't a damn thang funny,
Real n-gg-s do real thangs and don't stop...
Real n-gg-s play no games on my block....
I say i'm f-ck-n witchu, better believe is bone and twista,
For my homies, for my n-gg-s,
I make the thang pop, (Pop, pop, pop...)
Ready when the trouble knock (knock, knock, knock...)
Soldiers from the double glock (glock, glock, glock...)
Always known to keep it hot (hot, hot, hot...)
We takin' control of your sh-t...

Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch [x8]

[Intro: Twista]
It's a tight Mike production
Yeah, it's Twista y'all
Straight from the Chi, reppin the Midwest
I done gave y'all that straight hip-hop shit
And you know I give y'all that street shit
But I gotta do one for the jukers and the jackers
I'm from the west side of the Chi
Let me see if you can get with this

[Twista:]
When I meet a ho I gotta hold her
Cause I know just how to mack a ho, I {w-work the bitch}
Uhh, now she know she gotta get the money
Cause she fuckin with a {p-pimp like me}
Gotta serve a trick at the afterparty
Cause I got her body in my mind I'm a playa when I {w-work the bitch}
Uhh, a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard - what
You could be up in the club
You talkin about you got a big booty, let me see you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh, drop it to the flo'
Are you worthy of fuckin with a {p-pimp like me}
When the Twista get her in the bed after I get the head
I bend the fatty over and then I gotta {w-work the bitch}
Uhh; a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard - what
After kickin it with Bishop and Snoop
I get a bitch in the coupe, I spit game then I {w-work the bitch}
I'm a baller with status and it's an honor
To be fuckin with a {p-pimp like me}
When I'm pimpin I be gettin that loot, I look at her dookie shoot
I tell the hoe she gotta {w-work the bitch}
A pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard

[Chorus:]
Pimp like me just wanna work the bitch harder
Pimp like me just wanna work the bitch harder
Pimp like me just wanna work the bitch harder
Pimp like me just wanna work the bitch harder
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch (work, work, work, work it)
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch (work, work, work, work it)
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch (move bitch, move bitch)
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch (move bitch, move bitch)

[Twista:]
I love how you makin it jiggle when you be standin in the middle
Let me see you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh - gon' leave the lame you came with
You should be fuckin with {p-pimp like me}
How a motherfucker lookin ugly when you workin it for me
Cause I'm a fiend for the way you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh – cause a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard
What – when you walkin the red carpet or the runway
I love the way you {w-work the bitch}
You should be walkin in the room
With an arm of an iced-out {p-pimp like me}
Fine in the face and your booty lookin juicy
In juicy coutours let me see you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh, a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard
Look me see you take it from the top of the pole
To the bottom of the flo' with your leg when you {w-work the bitch}
You the coldest in the city, come and get it
Pretty kitty to a {p-pimp like me}
You could pull on the map when you makin it clap
Cause these niggaz finna snap when they see you {w-work the bitch}
A pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard – what?

[Chorus]

[Twista:]
Show me how you work that thang
I'm a make it rain if you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh – if you ain't makin enough in the club
Come and fuck with a {p-pimp like me}
What - I can tell how you jack, and you juke, to the beat
From the Chi, by the way you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh - and a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard
I can see you got a fatty, come and get up in the Caddy
Go to A-T-L you can {w-work the bitch}
Uhh - get you in the best strip club
If you fuckin with a {p-pimp like me}
What – I can take you to Miami when you rollin with daddy
We gettin money when you show 'em how you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh - a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard
If you got a booty that stick out and you from the South
Let me see you {w-work the bitch}
If it's bigger than the rest from the West
Then you fuckin with a {p-pimp like me}
If you know you got a booty like a beast and you from the East
Let me see you {w-work the bitch}
A pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard – what?

[Chorus: first 1/2]

[Outro:]
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
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W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch

[No lyrics]

[Intro:]
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be trouble, somebody let them niggaz know
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be trouble, somebody let them niggaz know
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be trouble, somebody let them niggaz know
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be some trouble

[Twista:]
Oh ain't no playin me, it's Twista
I gots to get mine, ya dig?

I need a stove and a pot from you, oh I need a jar from you
I'm 'bout to cook up somethin horrible
I make a big chunk and I chop it down to particles
And sell a part to you, get this money is what I'm a do, ooh
A tall dawg call me momma-do ooh, from sellin nuggets to your momma duke
Now I got money out the follicles
Try to stop me I'm a put your name up in the article
I turn a giant to a molecule
Peon and pussy were the man's parents
I see straight through you like you transparent
You ain't capo, you run your man's errands
Low on the totem pole, but me I hold the do'
I'm never freezin below zero, I can't go below a O
So now I got digits, got critics – fuck 'em
I got bitches that come back with it, bust you in yo' cap fitted
You niggaz ain't know I was that siddick
The chain flick up, peep the +Chronicles+ of Twista nigga, fuck Riddick

[Chorus:]
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be trouble, somebody let them niggaz know
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be trouble, somebody let them niggaz know
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be trouble, somebody let them niggaz know
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be some trouble, somebody let them niggaz know

[Twista:]
Uh-huh I rap scary, make A&R's get on they Blackberry
Type in to they boss that every track heavy
If rappers was reverends I'm that Jesse
Or comedians then I'm that Eddie, football I'm that Jerry
You could count on me when you throw the +Rice+
Married to the mob so throw the rice, you are just a prototype
Son of the devil call him Dolomite
I'm on another level but you wrote 'em, right?
You fiend for that 'dro to write
He ain't nothin I'm made, it's swift out the cuts when I daze him
Give him cuts and abrasions cause I'm too fuckin amazin
Huff don't get you paid and I'm makin big bucks off of haze and
My dope gon' keep on comin back like you fuckin with Jason
Vorhees, more ki's, get killed for the pies
They yours to serve but the hills have eyes - I'm watchin you
You should be through my money, huh?
Well when I come through have that money up
And I don't even wanna hear no funny stuff, hurry up

[Chorus]

[Twista:]
Buck buck, my guns fire horror
A lil' money you better wire momma because I am diaboli-cal
To your life I say sayanora
Better call God or hire Allah, cause nigga I am lava
Flow out the volcano to burn the village
These cooking utensils ain't given to you boy you gotta earn the skillet
When it come to a cap you gotta learn to peel it
When it come to a track you gotta learn to feel it
When it's your turn to kill it
Musical masturbation I'm feelin myself, I'm deadly and mannish
But I still'll leave you and your buddy damaged
Freakin on the tracks so nasty that you can't understand it
'Til you see me sippin dollars and eatin a money sandwich
And the new Jag be lookin so splendid
But I can't re-cop it 'til you get finished - it's been three days nigga
Give me mine, you know I gots to get paid nigga
Don't you know the consequences of fuckin with a made nigga?

[Chorus]

[No lyrics]

[No lyrics]

(feat. Saigon)

[Intro:]
Yo Twist!
Shit, niggaz out here been talkin real sideways man
Shit... it's time to show niggaz what's really hood

[Chorus: Twista]
Bussin never discussin
People are runnin niggaz is gunnin
Killers are runnin because it was stunnin
Hearin the ambulance when it be comin in

[Twista:]
Roll in the Chevy Malibu I know they dig that
In the secret compartment is where I hid that
Try to avoid wherever I see the pigs at
Forty-fo' and black Calico when I push your shit back
When I'm out of town I go wherever the hood at
Because I know where I can get somethin that's good at
The dopefiends is gon' show me where the kush at
Ain't got no cigarette loaded where the backwood at
Come walkin up and get a pistol in your face hoe
If you want an autograph you better say so
Otherwise everybody gon' have to stay low
Cause I'm about to give this motherfucker a halo~!

[Chorus]

[Twista:]
Bodies droppin pistols poppin we bustin our tecs
People scatterin around like it was a bomb threat
Got plenty ammunition, show me where your ones at
So much terrorism they askin me where Saddam at
Like Bush I alarm 'em bomb 'em let fire open out
Go forth catch him open choke him and try to smoke him out
Shit is serious I'ma show you what this dough about
That's what you motherfuckers get for havin an open mouth

[Chorus]

[Twista:]
I'm killin new arrivals every time I shoot a rifle
Leave you suicidal cause everything I do is vital
Displayin mo' evil than the preacher that threw the bible
Win a Bentley don't think it's mine 'til I show you the title
In the car breakin up trees, call me a lumberjack
You say you a baller then nigga where the hundreds at?
Get me in the club, it won't be none of that
A 22 on my body like I'm a Dallas Cowboys running back

[Chorus]

[Hook: Twista]
Catch one in yo' leg if you RUN UP
Catch one in yo' body if you RUN UP
Catch one in yo' head if you RUN UP
You can end up dead if you RUN UP
I'ma cop me a Benz when I COME UP
I'ma cop me a Beemer when I COME UP
I'ma shit on the phonies when I COME UP
I'ma hit all the homies when I..

[Chorus]

[Twista:]
I lay you niggaz out like tomorrow's outfit
You gettin me pissed, you niggaz ain't about shit
Before you get me started I suggest you bounce bitch
I got AR-15's to come up in yo' house with
To tell yo' woman she look good in them killer jeans
Think it's butter I wanna cut her like a guillotine
Need to get at her but right now it's still a dream
I'd like the thong, but right now for the microphone I'm still a fiend

[Chorus]

[Twista:]
I'm on the block servin up rock like Johnny Unitas
With killer niggaz we didn't really care if you like us
Vicious, so cold, that I be catchin laryngitis
Still shit that's hotter than any temperature on fahrenheit is
Gotta read celsius just to say you felt me bust
Better be yo' healthiest thinkin you can belt me up
All up in my face talkin 'bout you gon' tell me WHAT
I ain't gon' be the one needin my homies to help me up

[Chorus]

[Hook]

[Chorus]

[Twista:]
Now come in with that let me take a lil' hit of the blig
This pussy nigga right here wanna get rid of my nigz
He don't want it cause we got the chrome thing-a-ma-jigs
And I make a nigga quit rappin and go get him a gig
I'm buck when I'm on a mission you better watch how I do
You got what I want so I'm creepin cause I got a rival
I'm thirsty as FUCK~! and money is the water bottle
Thinkin you hard to follow but I'm on you like Polamalu

[Chorus]

[Twista:]
With the shotty I'ma bring drama to you quarter leagues
Make that mighty dollar if I gotta transport a ki
Call me Ali Baba cause I'm runnin with 40 thieves
30-somethin and I be hotter than all the shorties be
32 shot automatic, yeah I call it magic
Two clips, 34 shots, pall bearers and a casket
A couple of glocks, to kill off any cause of static
Didn't have the calico but you broke cause you thought I had it

[Hook]

[Chorus]