Twista

[fox69]

"Artillery"
(feat. Todd Nitty)

"Artillery"
(feat. Todd Nitty)



Restraint!
Artilerry motherfucker, legit balling bitch but don't get it twisted
Ain't no hoes over here
Yeah, we got guns nigga, aimed at all you hating bitches
From K-Town to the Manor, Holy City to the Wild Hundreds
The war is on, and all my killers is riding
Todd Nitty, what you got for these hoes (click...clock...blast)

[Todd Nitty]
I got that 9 double M glock, with the infrared beam dot
Aiming at your knot, making your heart stop
Yelling out "Fuck Tha Po" who some call it 5-0
Better look out for when they pull that kick door
Nothing but gangstas, thats all who I hang with
Slanging them thangs with, came up in the game with
The fucking hood rats, because them some broke hoes
Me get a rich bitch and stick her for her dough
The Manor in that K-Town, thats how we put it down
Letting off fifty rounds, thats how our shit sound
Artillery up the ass, scullies and ski masks
9's and bubble masks, gunning at your ass
Motherfucking street thugs, legit ballers
Money and the power, moving that flour
Taking no shorts and taking no losses
Hauling niggas asses off in coffins with that..

[hook]

One, two, three, 45.'s,
Six, seven, eight, nine milli-meter
Ten, eleven, twelve gauge pump nigga [4x]

A nigga riding with stealers, hustlers, killers all my life
Legit Ballers bitch, don't even try to fuck with us gangsta's
Because we some mobstas
You come with that bullshit, then pussy I'll pop ya'
See it's that nigga Todd Nitty, that be squeezing triggers like bitches
titties
Who is it, the most left on nigga, they crept on nigga, with that teflon nigga
And it went BLOW! BLOW! body bag that bitch
Sent his ass to the morgue with the rest of them snitches
I heat 'em up like a motherfucking Newport
Left his ass with more holes than a golf course
What you thought boy, I'm from that 9th Ward
Where them stories are true about them Manor boys
How we leaving 'em, bleedin' and crawling on the ground
Like he's a dead nigga now

[hook]

I got that love for my nigga Twist, for aid and assistance
He told me holsters, caught him up in some bullshit
Don't even trips though, I'm heading in your route
Soon as I roll up, we puttin' they lights out
Poppin' a clip in, with one in the chamber

[Twista]
Finna' ride on a stranger, put the hoes life in danger

[Todd Nitty]
Started letting off hollows, straight through they car door

[Twista]
I'm a G from Chicago, pull the game weightless where I go

[Todd Nitty]
Bustin' pistols with laser injects, putting holes in they Avarex

[Twista]
Going straight through your tailored vests, now it's you or your neighbor next

[Todd Nitty]
Now we got your boy tied up, to the hideout we ride up

[Twista]
They gonna show us the stash-pot, with the little handles side up

[Todd Nitty]
Took the money and lello, and thats hwo the day goes

[Twista]
Get the bankroll, gotta gank hoes, and I got the 44.
Time to leave finna' go
Hit 'em with that...

[hook]

 

[fox69]

"Back 2 School"

"Back 2 School"


[Tung Twista]
back to school lets go back to school
lets go lets go back to school to the oldschool
[chorus 4x]

lets go back to school to the old school
to the times when the single file lines was the rule
to the days that we had to study all the maps
the days we were kiddin not to take the kid naps
the days when we used to have to wear the dunce caps
and the days when we used to bust the oldschool raps
sittin with your buddy studyin for ya test
lookin back so that you see up under betty's dress
couldnt wait for bells to ring so we can go to recess
to kick the battle rhymes just to see who was the best
there were seven emcee's in the 7th grade
i would kick seven rhymes had only seven made
but those seven rhymes we stole
note the way your toning
i gave the class a blast the way i smash my opponents
battlin was serious they've all ducked the fist
because i kick the funky fresh rhymes like fish
try to swing but they miss they miss like this
Rasheeda's on the monkey bars blowin me a kiss
throwin rhymes back and forth on the see saw
just to mess with him because i know that he saw
winkin at Latrice because i know that she saw
several suckas tried to push us down but we saw
these are the days when the tounge used to rule
recess is over lets go back to school

[chorus]

goin back to school like Rodney Dangerfield
to the lunchroom where the cooks arrange a meal
ate the sloppy joe where my friends copy so
we can try to get more than emcees can flow
the fun fun fun funky able fable
i stake the style standin on the stable lunch table
finish up the rhyme so i can pass it to the next
throw em back and forth till we heard the bells flex
left the lunchroom went to the gymnasium
ut time to flow we call it a rap stadium
throwin rhymes back and forth like a symphany
i wanna start a battle so step to him for me
the whylin got sensible because we saw the principal
like grammar school somehow the principal's invicible
shot a couple hoops the rims are called fruit loops
and if you miss we say opps and leave the gym like troops
single file line but we were still at the pool
the day is over tommorrow back to school

[chorus]

after school im home with my mom she's pleased
cuz rappin help me learn there were never F's and D's
cuz when im spellin bees it would help me stand these
didnt worry about freaks on the street sellin keys
rock the streets beats from the mouth no tracks
rhymes be simple bust on how they aint wack
i walk into a battle say what we havin here
back in them days i was called a cavalier
me and baby used to flow the flows like food
me and James Phillips used to rock the high schools
me and Carl Tolta used to rock the neighborhood
Don and Aviator used to show that they were good
me and Johnny Love used to rock the rock parties
and my brother Johnny kicks a dance to fade everybody
me and kingdom rock used to rock the south blocks
an empire of destruction had emcees on their jocks
the past i have stated, they way we used to rule
even though we graduated lets go back to school

[chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Back To The Basics"

"Back To The Basics"


I'm about to take everybody back to the basics
I'ma...oracle even is about to occur
Because a mother fucker put these rappers in the matrix
And I'ma tell em when I spittin those tracks in for the hatred

But there is beauty in the dark
Just put it into your mouth and the flow is mmm
Like that when you taste it
Com'on niggers like a disciple of death
You may think of poppin'(rifle) attack
I may be right for your neck
Your mother may as well call a funeral house
So she can write them a check - (a violent) dialect

So how you feelin' me the trilogy
The horror is what to be gone
So they'll be calling me Jason ..
Ops I mean Jason More Cheese
Niggers got to pay some more fees
Hard enough to put it with the .. from another planet
I can live from...to
A comet will hit the planet with a ... rocket
Swallow you with (diobolical astonisher)
Astronomer because I'm out in the Galaxy
Challenge me I put a ... watch your body like
Follow you to a corridor at four in the morning
So I can horrify you right before I slaughter you

My boys sayin' that they think I'm coming with (dough)
So you know I got to give them all
Then I'ma be, murderer like a serial killer
Then I hide em in the ceiling or in the wall, fuck them all

Niggers are never gonna be next to this
I (gotta roll supafly to wrist)
I'm gonna blow up the city
Your place and throw up shit in your face
Like the (ecstasy) you can't (mess) with this

[Chorus]
Now let's take shit back to the basics
How we used to do shit
With the original sound
And still somehow come on with that new shit
Talk about the way ... respect in the streets no more

Don't call with the heat no more
'Cause I'm really get up and eat no more

Nowadays niggers are acting like a love in the dime
Used to be some respect
But now they just kill by mistake
Because Benjamin Franklin is driving them nuts
Theoratically you better be a head of everybody you... 'cause that nigger might fuck you
Don't need to ... of the killer in your family that..surround you
'Cause the nigger might touch you
System recession ... hard in the streets
So a nigger comes hard on the beats
No order in the hood
I remember when niggers were given too
And they were happy to take problems ..
Now they don't give a fuck who they be shootin or who they be robbin and what you are
Now they only care if you got that
And if you love one of these ... bitches
You're sitting on ...motherfuckers as gonna be at that

South side murderer
Is the west side killer

Up north and over east
It's a beast what they release
Believin you decease
Fuck up anybody that tries to do demos
That (rock us) the planet and show desease to
So I carry a piece
But I don't wanna shoot
Because I gonna see some niggers locked up in jail (home)
Instead I had ... em on a cell phone
"R.I.P" cause... brother real gone

So I'll carry a piece
But I don't wanna shut it
'Cause I already seen some niggers .. in jail
Instead I had them on a cell phone
I be .. brother well gone
Got to show a different way to give it
Instead of being...type full of hatred
Or get smacked in face with
To reality if (we don't feel to) get back to the basics

[Chorus]

I'm about to take everybody back to the basics
I'ma...oracle even is about to occur
Because I mother fucker put these rappers in the matrix

 

[fox69]

"Bad Girl (Freaky Girl)"
(feat. Twista)

"Bad Girl (Freaky Girl)"
(feat. Twista)



Holla at me baby
Whenever you're in town show me you know how to put it down
I wanna have a party, all over your body
And this is what I need right now

I need a very freaky girl
That can drive me crazy
Make my whole world go round
That's a bad girl (she Michael Jackson bad)
I just want a bad girl (she Michael Jackson bad)

She always actin slutty cause she knows that she a hottie
And she goes to all the parties
Just so she can move her body on me
That girl is so bad ohhh I want to wife that
I'll ride you like my Caddy, can I be your baby daddy girl

Sh-sh-sh-shawty understand me, we can start a family I'll share it all gladly
So let a nigga peep some Hottest chick baby girl I wanna freak something

Holla at me baby
Whenever you're in town show me you know how to put it down
I wanna have a party, all over your body
And this is what I need right now

I need a very freaky girl
That can drive me crazy
Make my whole world go round
That's a bad girl (she Michael Jackson bad)
I just want a bad girl (she Michael Jackson bad)

 

[fox69]

"Badunkadunk"
(feat. Jazze Pha)

"Badunkadunk"
(feat. Jazze Pha)



[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
Badunkadunk, All in your face when you're at the club,
Badunkadunk, Slide down the poll for the 30 Dub,
Badunkadunk, Look at your ass girl, it's so much fun,
Badunkadunk, I tell the DJ, I need a hundred ones,
Badunkadunk, What? Badunkadunk, rock yo!
Badunkadunk, All That, Badunkadunk bounce yo!
Badunkadunk, Big Phat, Badunkadunk I love yo!
Badunkadunk, Tell the DJ, I need a hundred ones...

[Twista]
Oooooh! Shit, damn shawty, look at the motherfuckin' fatty,
Come to daddy, tell me what I gotta do to get you lickin' in my custom Caddy,
Never wanna let you get up out the ride,
When I first took a look my mouth was wide,
Lick a titty with them little bitty shorts you got on,
With the thigh's hangin' out tha' side,
When you work it you gone hurt these other bitches,
Hurtin' em' mean with the way you struttin',
Even though you only walkin',
You still lookin' like you shouldn't do that shit in public,
I can tell from right now what I see you workin' with,
You ain't even gotta ask for the blunt,
Booty so phat, gaps so nice, you can see tha' ass from the front,
You fittina hurt 'em how you twurk that thang,
You want me to hear when you pop it baby,
Fell in love when you came up in club, with a whole bottle of Mo',
Don't pop it baby!,
I know you got up on some rump shaker contest,
Let us see what you can do,
Sip a little somethin' while you bounce that ass,
Girl you gotta badunkadunk,

[Chorus]

[Twista]
Now put that ass in Burberry for tha' Bently,
Now go on and put on a bikini for the Lamborghini,
Now let me see you in a car for the big grown,
Love the way you shake it for the dollar,
Holla at me when you see me,
Now I don't wanna see nobody full of rigimortis,
Go head and jiggle for tha' more more money that's in his hands,
Go head and hit tha' shades with ya thick ass,
Now come over here by the table and give me a lap dance,
Bend it over come and get this dust,
Gota a playa thinkin that be bout to cut,
Gots to hit that from the back,
Shorty gotta' lil' junk in her trunk,
Look at how she make one butt-cheek freeze,
Look at how she make the other cheek move fast,
Look at how she switch, make the other cheek move,
Then move both sides then clap that ass,
Remember them times... When you met two shorty's
And you really want the cutie,
But you let her slide... 'Cuz the other gotta really big ol' donkey booty,
Now shorty think she fine, only if she really knew the truth,
I ain't gone lie, girl twurk them thigh's,
I'm in love with your big badunkadunk,

[Chorus]

[Twista]
Can you make it go wobbley-wobbley, come on and follow me,
Take you on a ride on the oddesy and umm...
If you let it jiggley-jiggley, make it go wiggley,
Baby you can never get rid of me and umm...
Twurk something... Oooh yeah...
Yeah that booty softer then a teddy bear,
So phat I can barely stare, with a darier, that's scary there,
Come and drop for a nigga named Twista,
Come and pop for me like a pistol,
Got badunkadunk's from a MOB and got badunkadunk's for Jazze Phizzle,
Girl you deserve respect, you look so good girl I commned you,
The hottest thang on the menu,
When I'm off up in the strip club, I like to get you,
Twurk that thang, bounce that ass,
Work it all the way down to the floor,
Climb to the top, shake it up-side down,
Side of the motherfuckin' floor,
Work that crown, give a lap dance,
Shake it like it's for lady-groups,
Take all the ballers to the V.I.P,
Girl gon' work yo badunkadunk,

[Chorus]

[Jazze Pha]
Shake That Thang Girl [Repeat to the end of song]
[Jazze Pha talking]
This!... Is a Jazze Phizzle Product-shizzle,
My Nizzle! Hah!
Twista!, Chi-Town, Yeah
What? Legit Ballin' Daddy!
Ooh!, We out Daddy!

 

[fox69]

"Ball Wit Us"
(feat. Erika Kane, Johnny P, Liffy Stokes)

"Ball Wit Us"
(feat. Erika Kane, Johnny P, Liffy Stokes)



[Chorus 1: 2X]
Dance threw the cha cha for me ma mama
Shake and make it drop drop for your pa papa
Touch your hips and your na na
Get high
Bounce with them ta tas
Don't stop

(Dance threw the cha cha for me ma mama
Shake and make it drop drop for your pa papa
Come on)

[Chorus 2: Johnny P]
Ball wit us
Come and ball wit us
(Ball wit us
Come ball wit us)
Ball wit us
You can ball wit us L.e.g.i.t
Wont you come and ball with J.P

[Turtle Banxx]
Cha cha baby girl
Step off inside this legit world
Hang out like motorcycles and on Madison and Micky d's parkin' lot
Legit ballaz status
My playas call the shots
Get away from neighborhoods gang they tied
This raccoon leather and wood grain at night
Smoked cars pound
Call L.A 5
Twista smoked 2 b's so now we valley high

[Liffy Stokes]
It aint nothing to floss and ballI
live a life that say a high price cost to ya'll
Jet set with my hair hanging out the vet
Doing donuts on the air cuz the streets wet
Bringing more rats
Sippin' on the finest
You might fine this
Fly as the nigga roll
Smoking on the Philly slow
Screamin' what dilly hoe
I got a whirlpool sweet at the mo mo
Plus a quarter of some hydro
With the rainjo

[Chorus 3]
Ball wit us
Come and ball wit us
L.a.g.i.t
Wont you come ball wit J.P
Come on
Ball wit us You can ball wit us
Rockin platinum ice
That's what's ballin life like

[Miss Kane]
Now everybody wanna get a glimpse
Of the little miss
Now that I'm rollin with twist
I keep my shit legitimist
Got condos up the lake
Cd's and tapes
Keep a shit
Look it straight
DVDs to plate
Lay back on the E-way
Switchin up lanes
Eyes low from the dro
Me and Liffy just lain
Rockin the gold
Sippin mo
Get the party of the chin
We got enough dope for yall all to hang
So come up come up

[Chorus 4]
So many ladies
Wearing the thongs
They drop it, shake it, working that booty
Nobody's hatin'
Cuz when we ballin we are family
Legit ballaz Legit ballaz

Holdin' the not cherry drop top
Haters cock block, block, block, hot clock, cock block
listen to some pac and roll
With my thick (yo) bitch
While she lick on my (dick) I (flick)
Boy got the thangs on em'
Tires is slickin'
Petroleum rollin' on nenollium
Legit ballaz at the podium
church is here
Haters is gonna be hurt this year
Show it out of the club
Shorty why don't you twirp it here
Befo we sweat lets take some pictures to add to the portfolly
Moey, droey, that shit I smoke with my homies
Taking penitentiary poses thirty ballers strong
Only takin' pictures with bitches that gon' show us the thong
The party full of phetty, phatty, thicker than patties
Come here don't be scareda
Daddy lets row in the caddie
You know you wanna holla screamin' out dolla dolla
But turn my back to prada as soon we step in the ramada

[Chorus 5]
Ball wit us
Come and ball wit us
(Come on and ball wit us)
(It aint nothing but a scream like mine)
Ball wit us
You can ball wit us
L.e.g.i.t
Wont you come ball with J.P
Ball wit us
Come and ball wit us
(Ball wit us)
Ball wit us
You can ball wit us
(Ball wit me baby)
We paper chasin'
Jump out the hood
It feels good
Ballin like crazy
Cuz when we ballin we are family
Legit ballaz Legit ballaz

[Chorus 6: 2X]
Dance threw the cha cha for me ma mama
Shake and make it drop drop for your pa papa
Touch your hips and your na na
Get high
Bounce with them ta tas
Don't stop

(Dance threw the cha cha for me ma mama
Shake and make it drop drop for your pa papa
Come on)

[Chorus 7]
Ball wit us
Come and ball wit us
L.e.g.i.t
Won't you come and ball wit J.P
Ball wit us
You can ball wit us
Come on ball wit us

 

[fox69]

"Bastards And Bitches"
(feat. Shawnna)

"Bastards And Bitches"
(feat. Shawnna)



[Verse 1: Twista]
Bastards and bitches
After my riches
I’m so spectacular with this knowledge
Get back to the business
I’m like Dracula with this,
My binoculars is in this
Octopus back to fictitious
But its just the act of a madness
Nigga, that’s far from scary,
And I’m like a barbarian, arian, arian
Halin’ until I start to airin’ ‘em
So don’t even start comparing them
I’mma just start to bury him
I bury him, take him take a swim in the sharks aquarium
Lyric extortionists, turn you to corpses
Every portion, thoughts of a provocative contortionist.
On my mind and my mind better
Who copy? I feel like a homonym
And to my sincerely when I start to live in this pain
I can take what I’m bombin’ them
God like I’m in dromadem
Better get Osiris or should I say assuf?
Brother of heru, I told you that I was a scholarship
Take a walk in my moccasins
you’ll do a journey of knowledge and horror
Sodom and Gomorra
Biblical processes as if I was readin’ the Torra

[Verse 2: Shawnna]
Uh, bastards and bitches
After my riches
But I count my stacks and my digits
Like it was ten mathematician.
You gonna slice your wrister thin
Tight to go listening to what I get like it’s like nitroglicerine uh
My oral skills is a horrible chlorophyll
With hallucinogenic that you can smoke down mechanic
it’s so repelled
Shawnna can do shit that be damaging
Leaving them standing stiff as a mannequin
Run a bitch up ‘cause I’m hot
They cannot be thinkin’ that I can be killed with a medicine
Redirected, I spit is like magic
‘Cause I am a sorceress
Fortune and fortunes is leaving the call full of corpses
Motherfuckers should vote for this
On the court with this
I am a beast , I hal and bang these bodies with niggas
My hobby is strangers
So don’t make me have to come up and shut you, nigger!

[Outro]
You know the hardest bitch doing this
Kids get shorter, Bonnie and Clyde on the way
GMG, the number one co-signer – Don Cannon

 

[fox69]

"Bath & Bodyworks"
(feat. Don Cannon)

"Bath & Bodyworks"
(feat. Don Cannon)



Fuck that army rollsty
I know y’all enjoying this mixtape as of yet
I go by the number one co-signer Don Cannon
Back to back with the homie Twista and 42 keys
And we reloaded motherfuckers
I know the hand this was like damn
When do these niggas sleep?
I told a bitch nigga like this
You only sleep when you start to play your music

Never talk or bother me, about I give you the vision of a movie through the eyes of a twist
Put in jail for nothing doing to me and my people better pushing on none my books
Spitting for smoke that says enough about dro
Spitting for pimps that says enough about hoes
Speaking for niggas that get money and do brothers in the streets
Okay, I know about those
If you know somebody that gotta get down
Come up halla if you know they really wanna get a pack
If it go through never do a lil some for you for being up in this back
Go ahead and halla cuz them cheap, I know them niggas
But it ain’t got shit to do with me
I just know them niggas
Live a good life, look jack city bitch
Drivin’ cars that bigga shit, rack city bitch
Put a lock in that creep all time
Some machine gun run forward and come back then
When a nigga see another they don’t fit to get medium attention from all the bulletinin’
Let me slow down before somebody got to dot, try to pull it with ‘em
Shot town don’t like nobody
Twista fuck that nigga
But if somebody touchin’ this song
He shot town, we love that nigga
I let the shorty jerk if I don’t spray your head nigga
Bath & bodyworks, no lingerie – you’re dead nigga

I mean, what am I supposed to tell you niggas?
It’s the bank of America
Wells Fargo, 24h fitness in every hood
Go get to weighin’ up nigga
You know you at MacDonald’s with these eatin’ motherfuckers
That take a hustle to take a Mr. chow body
This game ready for due
Reloaded

 

[fox69]

"Beast"

"Beast"


[Hook - Twista:]
I’m a beast, boy, with an intergalactic flow
Trouble intermittence from another planet
But I spit that fly shit, though
That shit go, damn, that shit blow
Put me in a laboratory, I’mma cook, that’s how shit go

[Verse 1:]
Fendi, Prada, Enny, inter-quantum physics
Alien that never heard about the bitches on the earth
So I think I’mma visit
Niggas coming at me acting like they hard
Yelling fuck me, fuck you, too
Don’t get it twisted when I spin it scientific
‘Cause the niggas that with us do shoot
New coupe, think you’re messing with a dupe, fool, fool
Dark matter aka melanin
Outer space black power, Zulu!
Yelling out like Louie, yelling out moo-boo
Yelling out like Wayne, yelling out soo-woo
‘Cause I’mma wreck them, ‘cause I’m coming for a whole other spectrum
Tryna throw me in the flames…kick me out the game but I ain’t gonna let ‘em
It’s a fascination with the science, my creation, I am God, look at how they way shit go
Take it to a whole other motherfucking level when I say I made that ho

I’m a beast, boy, with an intergalactic flow
Trouble intermittence from another planet
But I spit that fly shit, though
That shit go, damn, that shit blow
Put me in a laboratory, I’mma cook, that’s how shit go
I’m a beast, boy, with an intergalactic flow
Trouble intermittence from another planet
But I spit that fly shit, though
That shit go, damn, that shit blow
Put me in a laboratory, I’mma cook, that’s how shit go

[Verse 2:]
In the beginning there was Adam, ATOM
I am the Higgs Boson, meaner I was way before him
I kick logic, science, astrological when I be spitting you a verse
Feel like you probably fucking with me, you the first
But in a parallel universe, all up in my face
You think you something out of this almost empty space
So nigga, you ain’t nothing
Telling everybody that’s it’s on, we can spray
I know that ain’t you, the cells in your body got their own DNA
I know that ain’t you,
Coming with some shit you’ve never heard before
Like genes, chromosomes

I’m a beast, boy, with an intergalactic flow
Trouble intermittence from another planet
But I spit that fly shit, though
That shit go, damn, that shit blow
Put me in a laboratory, I’mma cook, that’s how shit go
I’m a beast, boy, with an intergalactic flow
Trouble intermittence from another planet
But I spit that fly shit, though
That shit go, damn, that shit blow
Put me in a laboratory, I’mma cook, that’s how shit go

Niggas coming at me
That’s how shit go
Niggas coming at me
That’s how shit go

 

[fox69]

"Bennie Franks"
(feat. Bennie Franks)

"Bennie Franks"
(feat. Bennie Franks)



no muggy manny man gonna feel this shit here tramp
try out the (?) bobby land rasta man one land one land live one land love
you come you come you test the rasta
you come you come you test the rasta
you test Bennie and I told ya motherfucker boom
now ya fucking dead

[Bennie Franks]
I drop bombs like who say mad ass
verbal ammunition when I solve a blast ass I stash cash
assassination like Ras Kass
bitches and 10 hut
I'ma money making soldier cause I don't give no fuck
the world is mine
you stepping over gages grenades and land mines so hand mine
if you was around nigga you probably ban mine
off the loado watching out for the rorrow popping at the po po
99 brinks truck candy apple sitting on normols
them niggas don't wanna see us come up
so fuck them marks for the legit ballers for the world blow up
its ain't no sold off shit I'm still top of the mess
check Tom disrespect Tom teflon through his chest
and fuck em for T
I'm rolling in my candle camouflage
wing ding and white wands and now I ready to march
embark on this who trying to whip the lyrical arsonist
look learn and listen my baguette still glisten
my nine shines its 6 past 6 so bitches prime time
who in they write mine nigga trying to define rhyme
L-E-G-I-T ballers
give it up for them pistol pistol the knuckle street baller
come on

[chorus]
B-E double N I-E Franks
B-E double N I-E Franks
B-E double N I-E Franks
B-E double N I-E Franks
[chorus 2]
its a joint we completed niggas ballers boy
thats the money making soldiers bringing all the noise
ain't nothing on ya block but them vocaling toys
riding tinted out real straps hoes galore

[Bennie Franks]
now it don't get no deeper than this
mr. obysis come on my style with a twist
I'm out the midst
checking ya style is too close for coffin
put me to stand and nigga ya playing
If your all shit surrounding I'm abandoning
I strike back like heaven on
I'm on a spree taking out all niggas sounding like me like Andrew Cullonon
y'all can go to a reawrike guiness on a one road business
its a sin to swallow all the witness now I'm guilty by suspicion
I know this shit got ya mind twisted so who I make concern
tossing this shit like blind bitches touching ya ass getting burned (ahh)
212 of them degrees wrecking impostor emcee's chop em off at the knees
face to face with your enemy
I'm G.I. to C-H-I C-H yo heffa
fo fo go go blow em outta his a betta chose yo
the return of the funeral cage right
come on ya all do wanna do it to Tillman or a Ben Jagger
cause its that nigga from the 3-1-2 capital double L-L
bring the noise shit we bound to burn them boys
although he's a nice guy and when the drought is to em I brought em pain
come on rasta man tell em what the the thang hey

[chorus 1]
[chorus 2]

[Bennie Franks]
B-E double N I-E Franks
who want to come test me now think
the game is over its officially my time
you fuck around nigga and get ya label shut down
who them niggas try to diss and made a clip but they miss
y'all shouldn't a let me tangle legit ballers and twist
I axe ya wrist off (i ya ya)
who can I trust hits ya (i ya ya)
who can I bust I fiend for cash put beans on fast got singers as jack
I told ya save that shit for last
guard ya glamoura I'm fucking up opponents and challengers
shoulda charged ya stamina here comes the
watch me damage ya
we mash and bang with mask and thang
get jacked ya name reclaim the game and I'll blast ya fame
you say the war is on bring it I spare you
come back to my city nigga I dare you

[chorus 1]
[chorus 2 2x]

well you test my family I look here now motherfucker
you test Bennie and I told ya motherfucker boom
now ya fucking dead, they might not know
but that the news land done dadd you big bad bully frog you