Текст песни Krayzie Bone - Get Chu Twisted

The King Of Crunk [CD2]
Жанр: Crunk
Исполнитель: Krayzie Bone
Альбом: The King Of Crunk [CD2]
Длительность: 03:16
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Get'chu Twisted lyrics [Chorus] Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone Let me get ya twizted man Let me get ya twizted man Let me get ya twizted man Let me get ya twizted man 2x Teach 'em who the illest Show 'em who the realest Who can make ya feel it? Ha, ha who? [Verse 1] You see me hit the ground runnin' A hundred miles and still gunnin' I might be the coldest nigga that ever done it I hit 'em with the flow that'll get me paid Money, at the same time in the game ya can't touch this Smooth with the roughness, thuggish ruggish I put a little bit of singing with it, and they love it (Rugged) Put 'em all in the bucket Busted, lyrical killa to get dusted (dusted!!) I can tell how you bite my style, you can mean good But I'm finna shut 'em all down (all down) All y'all fall down Mista Sawed Off, raw dawg I'm tellin' y'all now (y'all now) Y'all better get ready for Ball'R Records and ThugLine Caught up in the rapture, we got ya just after one rhyme They don't really wanna get it on They don't wanna see the Bone, Bone We can take it to the middle of the floor yo, harass them niggaz Get up in 'em like the po-po's Still flow, so cold Krayzie jackson blazin' at ya Aimed exactly atcha, gotcha Shots will drop ya, fade ya propa Rock the spot and make ya holla "Dolla bill y'all" Make a mill with my real dawgs Wit the down niggaz, and I feel yall Gotta kick it with the trill always, gotta chill with a ill squad That'll really feel y'all, y'all, y'all Bone still doin' it to 'em No matter who in the room or who in the build' No matter who close the show You ask the party people who stole it though, they know [Chorus] [Verse 2] They don't really wanna rumble, ya seen us Split 'em while I hit 'em Nigga did him in the first verse If y'all suckas wanna work, nigga take off ya skirt and drop ya purse And I'ma do you like it hurt (word up!) Keep a Burna when I'm heated, get up in 'em like the automatic nine millimeter Drop a bomb on a nigga It's the, original thugs, the criminals love us 'Cause we give 'em somethin' to bump, the music is murder Nigga y'all rememba "No Surrender" Then we hit 'em up on the "First of Tha Month" And everbody got scared when the niggaz said "Dear Mr Ouijia" Now I'm up in the club, in the cut with the Thugs Puffin' on bomb ass bud Finna show 'em how to flow when I pour a lil mo' drinkie, drink off in my cup [- From : -] I still take a lil' Hen mix it with a lil Gin Shake, shake it all in (all in) A lil' somethin' that I made up, sip it with a friend New drink I call Syn (Syn) And if you want it nigga' we can get it crackin' We can get into some action if you really wanna battle me Money on the wood make the bank go good Money outta sight might start a fight (aight?) You ain't neva heard anotha like me Smooth with the roughness and, sucka free Show 'em how I do it for these, wannabes I let them suckas know they ain't runnin' with none of these (nigga please) So cold I better freeze anything, thinkin' they hot Thinkin' they not, easy to drop Nigga y'all can believe it or not I'm back on the block I'm takin' my spot back [Chorus] [Verse 3] Y'all better believe I keep it comin' Let 'em ride to the rhythm of a criminal, yes sir I'm willin' ta bet cha' when I unload, I reload I aim it and dump, dump some mo' First sucka jump off, it's gon' blow Then them other niggaz playa hate they don't really understand how I come back and I
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