Testo Got It Twisted - Mobb Deep feat. Twista
Testo della canzone Got It Twisted (Mobb Deep feat. Twista), tratta dall'album Amerikaz Nightmare
Yeah
Once again
And we have, the remix!
Yeah, uh-huh
Who we got?
(Twista I see you my nigga)
Come on now, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yo, yo
Ain't no party once we crash the party
Fuck shorty, I'm only here for one night
Meet me in the lobby, take a sip, let's get nice
I'ma get you bent, but fuck it's only right
The martinis, them Belvy's, the Hypnotiqs
Turn you out, wanna see what's up in your closet
You got a man, that's cool, I just wanna be friends
I ain't tryin to get hooked like phonics
We on the low so you won't be spotted
Front window tinted so you safe in the cockpit
Fools wild in the club, I just play the wall
My niggas pray and pray for my downfall
Mad how I scoop them broads and get that groupie love
One look and your chick is thugged
Y'all ain't real, y'all some pussy thugs
Please don't make me show you what I snuck in the club
Y'all niggas got it twisted, huh?
That liquor up in ya, you charged
That truth come out when you drunk
Yo' ass won't make it to see tomorrow
Y'all niggas got it twisted, huh?
That liquor up in ya, you charged
That truth come out when you drunk
Yo' ass won't make it to see tomorrow
We step up in the club with one thing
On our mind, that's leave with somethin'
Get rid of that ring, get rid of those cuffs
We about the, girl
We about the, girl
We about the, girl, girl
We about the, girl
We about the, girl, girl
They call me Twista but homey don't get it twisted
Pacifist sort of ballistics, hollows'll get you lifted
Fuck with the gifted, take a look at what my machines did
That I got from my niggas from Queensbridge, you ain't seen shit
Take a shot of my liquor, then I pull on the trigger
Rollin in with the Mobb Deep and we steady gettin thicker and thicker
From the Lord to the gangsters, thugs and the killers
We got too many toolies totin between us, you can't get with us
It's that nigga Twista in the house
And I'm, quick to put the pump in your mouth
And uh, got pounds I got seventy-five to cop twenty
But I'm only spendin sixty, the rest is new bitch money
Distribute 'em to the clique that we steppin up in the club
Where the freaks pop they ass on the D's showin us love
Try to get out of line, you gon' get hit with the biscuit
You got Seagram's in front of you
So get twisted, don't get it twisted
Y'all niggas got it twisted, huh?
That liquor up in ya, you charged
That truth come out when you drunk
Yo' ass won't make it to see tomorrow
Y'all niggas got it twisted, huh?
That liquor up in ya, you charged
That truth come out when you drunk
Yo' ass won't make it to see tomorrow
We step up in the club with one thing
On our mind, that's leave with somethin'
Get rid of that ring, get rid of those cuffs
We about the, girl
We about the, girl
We about the, girl, girl
We about the, girl
We about the, girl, girl
If you really wanna party with P
Put your hands where my eyes can see
And shorty right there, she comin with me
And I hope she got friends cause we Mobb Deep
No bogus shit, Timb boots and gangsta clothes
We don't follow trends, we set those
You see us gettin dressed up
Ain't nuttin but some fresh white on whites and that all folks
Infamous the new label
Don't confuse our shit with no other labels
We come through that bitch just for us and lay shit down
We don't gotta send people, we bang for real
You won't know if I did somethin, I won't tell
Or rap about it in songs, cause that's goin to jail
Come fuck with me, that's goin to hell
You rap about me, that's how I can tell
Y'all niggas got it twisted, huh?
That liquor up in ya, you charged
That truth come out when you drunk
Yo' ass won't make it to see tomorrow
Y'all niggas got it twisted, huh?
That liquor up in ya, you charged
That truth come out when you drunk
Yo' ass won't make it to see tomorrow
We step up in the club with one thing
On our mind, that's leave with somethin'
Get rid of that ring, get rid of those cuffs
We about the, girl
We about the, girl
We about the, girl, girl
We about the, girl
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Writer(s): Kejuan Waliek Muchita, Albert Johnson, Carl Terrell Mitchell, Alan Maman, Thomas Morgan Robertson, Jonathon Michael Kerr
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