Twista

[fox69]

"Higher"
(feat. Ludacris, Wildstyle)

"Higher"
(feat. Ludacris, Wildstyle)



[Intro: Twista + (Ludacris)]
Yeah, you know it's about to go down right?
(Yeeah!) Got to let them know who is this? (Ludacris!)
And who else nigga? (Twista, wooo, ahhh!)
Uh, uh (check it out)

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Sometimes I think that I got to see a little bit of brighter days
Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage
And you could look to the left or the right but I'm trapped on center stage
And I could rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my ways
I still hear a fool and I track them, distract them, and whack them
Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak them, attack them, and sack them
Get a weapon and I crack his brain cause I'm a hustler, baller, pro
And it wouldn't be right for me to be around busters, and crawlers, and hoes
But I'm a pimp at night, so talk shit and I'm a lift them up off of they toes
With a street sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's
In a two-seater, Ludacris and Twista with bags of dro
Smoking, choking, get them open, croaking
It's so potent - I'm hoping to keep on floating
Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and tigers and bears - oh my!
And I can't hide it or keep it hidden, good riddance I'm felling good
I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my neighborhood
Would, could, and should break a nigga off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and (cough)
You caused some vapors and I caught the throne, brain blown, honey I'm home
Give me the microphone, and fools is like, "leave me alone!"

[Chorus: Twista]
Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you want what I'm on, come on and kick it
Let's ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad ass bitches that want to party
Just shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the party
Get money fuck hoes, get crunk

[Verse 2: Twista]
(Look out!) I put a little bit of hash on some motherfucking purple haze
I feel it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
Got me up and then rippng shit in a rage
In the netti cofetti with a belly, Gucci
Timberland stepping on the petal up in the Cadillac truck
Want to get me for the wood
Better get the whole motherfucking hood to come and give you some back up
We can get into it and if you want to do it
I'm leaking the fluids out of the bodies that want to come at this
If they all get some blood for fucking with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not want none of Twis'
Represent for my city, anybody that different with me
Got to get him for thinking it's a game
And whether you from my city or not, talk shit
I'ma kill him especially if he say my name
I've been up on him - I handle my business
And I'm a stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat piller
Murder haters that don't feel a
Niggaz claiming they want to bring it, but really don't be killers
Balling out so hard the size of my rims grow to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough become no bigger, I'm going to drop that 2003 on 19"

[Chorus: Twista]

[Verse 3: Twista]
We balling out of control, I floss on, play on, pimp on
A speed deamon, pedal to the metal when I'm in the zone
Hang on cause here I'm gone
In the motherfucking wind when I'm sippin on Henn'
I got paper, you owe something
And I done came a long way from letting me hold something, to roll something
Find a body, then fill him up with some adrenaline
And then kill him and send him to the cemetery
With a flow for the whole world like a poet,
Check icy cold, your Pop's so hungry, he mends a berry
Shit, and when it come to shipping good
Who that?, who that?, I got the sack open
And the herb got the flow so strong
Hot them on crack, the track is for back-to-back smoking
Never come up with it unwise, and he
nigga you ain't untouchable when I spark the heat
Coming at you like sharks to meat
the blood is softly, I can tell when a mark is hard as we
Come fully loaded cause I'm hard to beat
always screaming where a beat and the dro at?
You know we love that cut up
In the back of the club with purple in the back crying
Twis' and Ludacris get fucked up

[Chorus: Twista]

[Outro: Twista + (Wildstyle)]
Pass me the..
Let me smoke my..
(Yeeah, this a Wildstyle production
Twista and Ludacris collabo, get it, get it
get it, uh, yeeah)

 

[fox69]

"Hit The Floor"
(feat. Pitbull)

"Hit The Floor"
(feat. Pitbull)



[Pitbull]
Yea we gon' take it from the bottom to the windy city
Miami's finest, Chi Town's finest
Pitbull, Twista
And we want all the women to...
Boogie boogie boogie (go ahead baby)
Boogie boogie boogie

[Chorus]
Get down hit the flo [x4]
Dile ponme la hay que te la voy a partir [x4]

[Twista]
Shake it shake it fo me
Come and work it for me
shawty but dont break it for me
Wiggle wiggle want you
come on and get naked fo me
say you like the dick
wont you come and take it from me
Gon twirk it fo me while I let the dick slide
Pop it fo me mama show me you know how to ride
Now stop runnin from me
go and hold that fatty up
Now let me beat up untill you say you've had enough
Pitbull and twista shawty
show me how you work that work that
Got to the flo but dont hurt that hurt that
Take you with me if you can show me how you do that
looking so hot and got the hood hollin ("who dat")
Hit it so hard mamacita
come and let me inspect yo thigh
open up because I got a new excercise
I can drop it down pick up the flow
Hit that bitch up with the rythm and go
GET DOWN HIT THE FLO'

[Chorus x4]

[Pitbull]
When Pits in the area area
better check his bank fo direst deposits
check under yo bed bed
check yo closet
she dont like bacon?
COOL I'll give her sausage
If it doesnt make sense sense
Dont make dollars dollars
Dont make money money
dont make profits
Boogie boogie
I just want to give you nook
Noogie noggie
Turn around let me see how you would
Do me Do me
put it all together that would be a
Boogie Boogie noogie noogie noogie Do Me Do Me
Damn it woman
Im on the track with twista
so its only right
That I take my words and twist em
Wacth how I get up and go
watch how I switch up the flo
Watch how I do it like
no ones done it befo'
Yes uuhhh Pits a pro
mami what you fronin fo
girl do what you do best
HIT THE FLO!

[Chorus x4]

[Twista]
All the chicks be lovin Twista when he spittin 'em rhymes
and I be lovin all the ladies that got dick on they mind
From the windy city down to the dirty south
Like Luda you know I beat that shit by the (word of mouf)
I sold 350 the first week
the day after I'm coming at you on a smurf beat
Becuase he got the base to hit you on the head like a 4 by 4
Now back it up for me I'm beggin shawty Por favor
go and get teh other lane
let me show you how to jack it
Aint no like nothin a brother
you gon like it when I smack it
Got you in the fantasy
I hope no shit pop off
While we grindin and I'm trying
to get my rocks off
Hope them haters dont coma at me thinking my blocks off
Cause we known to get the heaters burnin like hot sauce
Its all because I gave them baby mamas dick on the low
I tell em
GET DOWN HIT DA FLO

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Holding Down The Game"

"Holding Down The Game"


[Intro]
Chi town balla k town nigga
Runnin through the streets with my hands on the trigga
And on the block smokin weed with hash
When I breeze pass
I'm bout to run through the game like I was steve nash

Naw naw T naw I feel that shit man but we gotta come with some of that
Origianal twista shit you know
Some of that chi town playa shit you know you know that old shit man lets
Kick that shit T
Alright I got ya cause

[Verse 1]
Take a look at my impala
Make 'em take a look at my chevy capris
Now take a look at my platinum bu500 benz rolling through the streets
In the city of the goals
Shit making money is the mission
I'ma glistenin killin off the competition
Steady tipping cause of how I be pimpin hoes
Now I know just how to treat 'em cause I need 'em
I don't really got to beat 'em so we cool
As long as they bring me my money
Got 'em walkin survin ass with a passion
While I'm talkin better never see you laughin
Know I gotta show 'em ain't a damn thing funny
Twista got game
Finna spit it to 'em hard
Get your dame
Put 'em on the boulivard
Now I got 'em in training with my bottom bitch
She can learn a lot a shit
Like how to get it on a stroll
Be in control and shit on the other hoes
And be able to get fedy for her daddy from a lot a tricks
But the thump bumpin speakers in the trunk
Cause a nigga have to cop a little some some
Leavin niggaz bodies slump when I let the thumpa dump
If I ever catch you fukin with the bump bump
Like a diamond I'm flawless
Aint no fucking with rawness
When you enter my vacinity better be cautious
If you into makin money step into my office
Makin hoes close shop
My flow caine got the block hot
Two for tens got me swoopin' through the city in the drop top
Screamin out I just don't give a fuck
I'm the truth in the booth from when you see me coming through with the crew
I make you do what I do
I'm a win for the city
For the chi till I die cause theres just no givin up

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I'm holdin down the game
What would you be hatin for
I'm a playa from the go with the shit that you've been waitin for
I'm holdion down the game
Show me how you get buck lil momma
You can make a buck the momma
Niggaz out here like to fuck lil momma

[Interlude]
Take a look at my japer
Now come look at the diamonds up in the ears
Now come take a look at the gators
Jumpers and 150 hat crocadile on the bib
And the ice on my charm
Man I'm no joke came up big in the 04
Now as fast I can kill 'em with the slow flow
Specially if I been smokin that hydrogen bomb

Shit man now thats what I'm talking about
Now thats that origianl twist right there man
Man but you know what man lets gon slow it down man
And take it down south houston style cause

[Verse 2]
Chi town balla
K town nigga
Runnin through the street with my hand on the trigga
And on the block smokin weed with hash when I breeze pass
I'm bout to run through this game like I was steve nash
Aint no fuckin with the twista when I toss words
Thats the 22 up against a moss berg
Feel the thump in your trunk from the fatty chacer
Alias auralius nigga call me gladiator
Spittin screw words at a screw pace
2 times stronger than them bitches call me screw face
You fuckin with a real ass nigga
Stuffin pockets tryin to make 'em bigger
Gotta let you know

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Hope"
(feat. Cee-Lo)

"Hope"
(feat. Cee-Lo)



[Twista talking]
Man, I know we had a lot of tragedies lately.
I just wanna say rest in peace to Aaliyah,
Rest in peace to Left Eye,
Rest in peace to Jam Master Jay,
And everybody lost in the Twin Towers,
And everybody lost period.
All we got is HOPE!!

[VERSE 1 (Twista)]
I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks,
Knowing the cops is hot when I'm on the block, And I
Wish my brother woulda made bail,
So I won't have to travel 6 hours to see him in jail, And I
Wish that my grandmother wasn't sick,
Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick, And I (I wish)
Wish my homies wouldn't have to suffer,
When the streets get the upper had on us and we lose a brother, And I
Wish I could go deep in a zone,
And lift the spirits of the world with the words with in this song, And I (I wish)
Wish I could teach a soul to fly,
Take away the pain out cha hands and help you hold them hi, And I
Wish God never gave the men power
To be able to hurt the people inside the Twin Towers, And I (I wish)
Wish God woulda turned they hearts righteous,
When they started to take innocent lives and become snipers, But uh
We will never break, though they devastate, we shall motivate,
And we gotta pray, all we got is faith.
Instead of thinking about who gonna die to day,
The Lord is gonna help you feel better, so you ain't gotta cry today.
Sit at the light so long,
And then we gotta move straight forward, cuz we fight so strong,
So when right go wrong,
Just say a little prayer, get ya money man, life go on!!!
Let's HOPE!

[CHORUS (Cee-Lo)]
Cuz I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay.
Let's be hopeful!

[VERSE 2 (Twista)]
I wish that you could show some love,
Instead of hatin so much when you see some other people commin up (I wish)
I wish I could teach the world to sing,
Watch the music and have 'em trippin of the joy I bring, (shiit)
I wish that we could hold hands,
Listen instead of dissin lessons from a grown man, And I (I wish)
Wish the families that lack, but got love, get some stacks
Brand new shack and a lack that's on dubs, And I
Wish we could keep achieving wonders,
See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder, (you feel me) (I wish)
And I hope all the kids eat,
And don't nobody in my family see six feet, (ya dig)
I hope them mothers stain' strong,
You can make it whether you wit him or your mans gone, And I (I wish)
Wish I could give every celly some commissary,
And the po po bring the heat on them priest like they did R. Kelly, And I
Wish that DOC could scream again
And bullets could reverse so Pac and Biggie breath again, (shit) (I wish)
Then one day they could speak again,
I wish that we only saw good news every time we look at CNN,
I wish that enemies could talk,
And that super homie Christopher Reeves could still walk, (I wish)
I wish that we could walk a path, stay doin the right thing
Hustle hard so the kids maintain up in the game,
Let's HOPE

[CHORUS (Cee-Lo)]
Cuz I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay.
Let's be hopeful!

[VERSE 3 (Twista)]
Wish the earth wasn't so apocalyptic,
I try to spread my message to the world the best way I can give it,
We can make it always so optimistic,
If you don't listen gotta live my life the best way I can live it,
I pray for justice when we go to court,
Wish it was all good so the country wouldn't have to go to war,
Why can't we kick it and just get em on,
And in the famous words of Mr. King "Why can't we all just get along",
Or we can find a better way to shop and please, And I
Hope we find a better way to cop a keys, And I
Wish everybody would just stop and freeze,
And ask way are we fulfillin these downfalls and prophecies,
You can be wrong if it's you doubting,
With the faith of a mustard seed you can move mountains,
And only the heavenly father and ease the hurt,
Just let it go and keep prayin on your knees in church!!
And let's HOPE

[CHORUS (Cee-Lo) X2]
Cuz I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay.
Let's be hopeful!

[BACKGROUND]
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[fox69]

"Hope ("Coach Carter" soundtrack)"
(feat. Faith Evans)

"Hope ("Coach Carter" soundtrack)"
(feat. Faith Evans)



[Verse 1 (Twista)]
I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks,
Knowing the cops is hot when I’m on the block, And I
Wish my brother would've made bail,
So I won’t have to travel 6 hours to see him in jail, And I
Wish that my grandmother wasn’t sick,
Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick, And I (I wish)
Wish my homies wouldn’t have to suffer,
When the streets get the upper hand on us and we lose a brother, And I
Wish I could go deep in the zone,
And lift the spirits of the world with the words with in this song, And I (I wish)
Wish I could teach a soul to fly,
Take away the pain out your hands and help you hold them high, And I
Wish my homie Butch was still alive
And on the day of his death we had never took that ride, And I (I wish)
Wish God could protect us from the wrong
So that all the soldiers that were sent over seas come home and, uh,
We will never break, though they devastate, we shall motivate,
And we gotta pray, all we got is faith.
Instead of thinking about who gonna die to day,
The Lord is gonna help you feel better, so you ain’t gotta cry today.
Sit at the light so long,
And then we gotta move straight forward, cause we fight so strong,
So when right go wrong,
Just say a little prayer, get ya money man, life goes on!!!
Let’s HOPE!

[Chorus (Faith Evans)]
Cause I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

[Verse 2 (Twista)]
I wish that you could show some love,
Instead of hating so much when you see some other people coming up (I wish)
I wish I could teach the world to sing,
Watch the music and have ‘em tripping off the joy I bring,
I wish that we can hold hands,
Listen instead of dissing lessons from a grown man, And I (I wish)
Wish the families that lack, but got love, get some stacks
Brand new shack and a lack that’s on dubs, And I
Wish we could keep achieving wonders,
See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder, (you feel me) (I wish)
And I hope all the kids eat,
And don’t nobody in my family see six feet, (ya dig)
I hope them mothers stain’ strong,
You can make it whether you wit him or your mans gone, And I (I wish)
Wish I could give every celly some commissary,
And the po po bring the heat on them priest like they did R. Kelly, And I
Wish that DOC could scream again
And bullets could reverse so Pac and Biggie breath again, (I wish)
Then one day they could speak again,
I wish that we only saw good news every time we look at CNN,
I wish we could never get the blues,
Wish I could bring back the people that died at E2
I wish that we could walk a path, stay doing the right thing
Hustle hard so the kids maintain up in the game,
Let’s HOPE

[Chorus (Faith Evans)]
Cause I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

[Verse 3 (Twista)]
Wish the earth wasn’t so apocalyptic,
I try to spread my message to the world the best way that I can give it,
We can make it, always be optimistic,
If you don’t listen gotta live my life the best way that I can live it,
I pray for justice when we go to court,
Wish it was all good so the country never even went to war
Why can’t we kick it and just get em on,
And in the famous words of Mr. King “Why can’t we all just get along”,
Or we can find a better way to shop and please, And I
Hope we find a better way to cop a keys, And I
Wish everybody would just stop and freeze,
And ask way are we fulfilling these downfalls and these prophecies,
You can be wrong if it’s you doubting,
With the faith of a mustard seed you can move mountains,
And only the heavenly father can ease the hurt,
Just let it go and keep praying on your knees at church!!
And let’s HOPE

[Chorus (Faith Evans) X2]
Cause I’m hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he’ll make a way
I know it ain’t easy but that’s okay.
cause we hopeful

 

[fox69]

"How To Ball"

"How To Ball"


[Hook 1]
Let me show you how to ball (how to ball)
let me show you how to sack this dirty money out of raw (out of raw)
let me show you that these bitches out here always can be bought (can be bought)
let me show you how to ball (ball)
let me show you that yo real niggas gone be there when you call (huh)

[Liffy Stokes]
It's the L-i-double-f-y so gone and let's die
killer from the westside you don't want to test I
smokin' on that best buy feelin superfly ridin' high throughout the chi
duckin' them guys on the rise watchin' dvd's on my car tv's
makin' bitches freeze stop and do a 360 degrees
while i'm in the breeze my mind's at ease smokin' on trees
contemplatin' monopolies through these rapid keys
it's all for the skeeze so bitch please I need a V-12
and a gang of dro and island walkin' on seashells
and if's all well in my life givin' up thanks everynight
but my strength and my will to still fight
in this fucked up world
fucked up steady callin earl
let me show you how to kill all that shit get to be a pearl
and live yo life to the fullest caught out in the hata bullest wit a
pocket full of g's cuz of yo nigga had to pull it get deez

[Hook 1]

[Hook 2]
Let me show you how to ball (how to ball)
let me show you how to come up with that passion for the law (for the law)
let me show you that these niggas out here ain't ready for war (for the war)
let me show you how to ball (ball)
let me show you how yo real niggas gone ball till they fall (huh)

[Todd Nitty]
All my gangsta's ridin wit me (let's get it on)
let's show em how we make this money (till the early mornin)
smokin pounds skeezin o-z (Southside)
Legit ballin family (mobsta for life)
representin' with them niggas that be hustlin' on the block
when the spot be gettin hot and then we duckin and dodgin' cops
thugs love that nigga Nitty cause they see the life I live
I been hustlin for a mil way before a record deal
so I know how it is to struggle
let me show you how to ball
how to stack yo paper tall and let no broad be yo downfall
pimp mo hood rats now legit stallions
pocket full of thousands legit ballin medallions
bitch I'm a hustla St. Ides guzzla
speedknot mobsta mister fuck a officer
go getter's and gangsta's out here on the grind
you got one life to live so make yo metal bling and shine

[Hook 1 & Hook 2]

[Twista]
All the thugs in the world let me hear you holla out I got that raw
all the killas and the ballaz if you wit let me hear holla back wit a fuck the law
all the niggas and the bitches in the club
let me see you throw yo nines up to the ceilin'
all the stick-em niggas in the party
catch them muthafuckers up as soon as they leave the buildin'
if you ready and willin then uh set you down
with the mob and let me see you throw a knuckle up
have you hustle up if you comin betta buckle up
cause I ride like what the fuck?
now what the fuck is up
rollin on rims we bout to die
22's with enough clean smokin' much green
while the ho's watch a fuck scene on the tv's with a touch screen
run a three for twenty-five's on a two for fifteen's
on a eight dollar hollas the mob figgas make a lot of dolla's
pay for the repo can't take my Impala pop da colla
but in the club they sho gone hate us
all the ho's don't play us
while we sportin' froze on gators
with a dye half-broke like the ozone layers
tell me where the dj
where the dro where the drank
gotta get be ?yappy ho's pappy? happy
cuz i'm off that dank
on the path of destruction i'm hustlin'
while I gots to get that bank
never bogus at all
pacs and techs in the hall
gettin' money with my dogs
and I'm never actin' petty with the fedi if ya ready let me...

[Hook 1 & 2 til end]

 

[fox69]

"Hustla"

"Hustla"


[Chorus]
Break it down slow, Take it down ohh
Said I'm a hustla by any means boy I don't play
If they don't give me what I wants I goes the other way
I'm ridin dirty, dirty I'm ridin swore to god I'ma ball each day
So come prepared I aint neva scared they gone let my ?

Yea!

[Twista]
I got whatever you want I got whatever you need I'm a hustla from the sha I can flip that
Billion dolla niggas with the billion dolla looks when them niggas got kush ?
Used to be able to come up off it?
Used to be able to get elbow for the 6 now mother fuckers want 8 (shit)
I'm supposed to honor number but I know a nigga who a killa who don't give a damn might just
Come at you for the ? I'ma have to do you in cause you chargin me middle man prices
I remember when we to break the bitch now it's a recession we got to wait for the lick
For the kush they want 6 for the ounce and they want 28 for the brick
Now how the fuck am I gonna get rid of these them two I'm hopin them go soon
Dude said he cant cop em I want too much and I don't even ? no room
I gotta get it how I gotta get it even if I'm breakin down (dope) Break it down (slow) Take it down (oh)

[Chorus]
Said I'm a hustla by any means boy I don't play
If they don't give me what I wants I goes the other way
I'm ridin dirty, dirty I'm ridin swore to god I'ma ball each day
So come prepared I aint neva scared they gone let my?

[Twista]
Rollin with a pistol ?? In a room at the Ramada getting down in the streets
Hustlin hard takin what you can get , but you steady reminiscing on 50,000 a week
A playa mode is about how to look good and different methods on how to cut that hoe
Hustle mode is if the cocaine cook good and different methods on how to cut that dough
Had to ? because it used to be cool you trusted him and now you gotta go to court
Cause he gave you the money and when he drove off he called you and told you he was short
That's some shit that could've got you killed listen to it when the rap tunes real
Put the bitch on the plane with a couple of pounds that you cant smell cause its vaccum sealed
Take off a quarter then smoke in order they choke I cut it open they collapse from the scent
Pop it all off for 600 an ounce I'm get to smoke for free and get back what I spent
I gotta get it how I gotta get it even if I'm breakin down (dope) Break it down (slow) Take it down (oh)

[Chorus]
Said I'm a hustla by any means boy I don't play
If they don't give me what I wants I goes the other way
I'm ridin dirty, dirty I'm ridin swore to god I'ma ball each day
So come prepared I aint neva scared they gone let my?

 

[fox69]

"I Ain't That Nigga"

"I Ain't That Nigga"


[Chorus 2X: Twista]
I ain't that nigga
I just thought I'll let you know
When I'm rollin with a black fo'-fo'
I ain't that nigga

[Twista]
Naw I ain't a (Gangster)
but kick it with board members and governors that love Larry Hoover
Niggaz that'll do ya
Down for my rifle over Disciple now have your momma screamin out "Hallelujah"
And no I ain't a Vice Lord
but I kick it with niggaz that bring that shit to the left
CVL, love the PL, and thug folks that love low
Down with my clique to the death
And naw, I ain't a Black Peace Stone
but when I was gettin production from Villain we was chillin
Southside, swole brothers with long-ass braids
Some real niggaz stackin millions to the ceiling
And naw I ain't a Soul
but got into it with Dolla and Rock, picnic with Jack Bobo
Knew all them niggaz when my raps flow slow
before I was rollin black Benzes on black mo'-mo's
And I got plenty friends and relatives
that still be all up in the mix
Out ch'ere up in the streets, well fuck this rap shit
Nigga I got guns, you ain't gon' do shit
I ain't gon' be frontin and fakin and actin petty all in my music
Uh-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 off the earth like a memory, what's dude name? [echoes]

[guns cock, BLAM!]

Huh, naw I ain't a killer
but I'll stank a motherfucker while I'm hooded if he pull it
Make a nigga bite the bullet
Hit him with the chrome cause I gotta show it's on to the fullest
And naw I ain't chief
but I'm a motherfuckin beast when it come to runnin in the streets
Ain't been on it in a minute cause a nigga gettin money
When I do it's cause a nigga gotta eat
And naw I ain't solid
but I got the utmost respect for a nigga if he hollered
Or if he ride in a V6, I know he be the shit
To the real G's I gotta pay homage
And naw I ain't hard
but on God I'll push a nigga shit back and leave him scarred
Get the infrared beam and then go and steal 'em, steam 'em
Stank a nigga then go put the car in my garage
I spit crack, you gotta pardon my barrage
of lyrics I'm throwin discardin the façade
The thieves wanna be thugs try to put on for the streets on beats
but got no heart up in the mob
Quit lyin, you the metaphorically speakin motherfuckers
that want it with real niggaz that's out ch'ere
Give a description of a helluva gun
but you don't really wanna feel it from real triggers that's out ch'ere [echoes]

[guns cock, BLAM!]

[Chorus]

[Twista]
Naw, I ain't a player
but in my city all the bitches honor me like I'm the mayor
Devastatin rhyme sayer
but if you wanna make it bigger than words I got a sprayer
And naw I ain't a pimp
But peel a hoe for a fimp and I walk with a limp
While I be smokin on that hemp
And at the party bitches sayin "Look at him, look at him!"
And naw, I ain't no mark or no coward
Come at me you gon' get your lil' heart devoured
We don't buckle easy to threats
We be comin after necks for tecs for sex, money and power
Been doin it big for so long everybody around us talk shit
Can't do nothin but hate, off the money we makin
We don't come up off of rappin we comin up off bricks
You lil' soft bitch [echoes]

[guns cock, BLAM!]

[Chorus]

{BLAM!}

 

[fox69]

"I Am Such A Mobsta"

"I Am Such A Mobsta"


[Chorus:]
I am such a Mobsta
The Bible says "Ye shall prosper"
I am such a Mobsta
The Bible says "Ye shall prosper"
So come and bow down to royalty
Kiss both of my cheeks to show loyalty
The flow is ceremonial, the style of rituals so be cordial
And please act accordingly

This ain't a legend or folklore
Chi-raq violence is real, not a Cold War
But in the streets call it coke wars
And do not open your mouth unless you spoke for
Please Father forgive me
I had to give him two to the kidney
Didn't know that I was nice
Any night I perform like Rice - Jerry, Sidney
Ray too, hangin out with Windy City gratefuls
In the back of the club we play pool
Only real niggaz cause they cool
And who did bids and didn't snitch and stayed true
But now-a-days family come first
Shorties out here is gettin killed over turf
Well if the meek shall inherit the earth
Tell me why I gotta know what a hundred bricks is worth?
...Ah, flow so gorgeous
The coldest to ever touch a cordless
I'm on the streets Forbes List
And with the rhymes I'm divine like Osiris, Horace
It's a clash of the titans
Warriors on the street blastin and fightin
Seen it all, been a part of it all
Don't get it twisted if I'm on a different path when I'm writin

[Chorus - first 1/2]

Blowin loud by the quarter
Conversations about what's up with a porter
We can sit down at the table, but first
You gotta kiss the pinky ring, it's according to the order

My niggaz show me how much to cut it with
And what to do when the kitchen was the workplace
Bring the pot over the stove to a boil
Comin out the crib smellin like burnt paste
As the Lord is my witness
I done seen so many end up on the hitlist
Shootin the car 'til it slow down
And now I see nothin but lifeless, stiffness, hit this
Three-eighty in the headset
Bricks in the dashboard and the door panels
Give me the ball nigga, hand check
Niggaz can't ball cause they got poor handles
So with a wave of the hand
I'ma gang green if I offer them work
Create a chain of command
Don't try to talk to me unless you talk to him first
...In God we trust
And it ain't another Mob like us
Pocket full of eightballs on the bus
To undercovers I say what's up in the truck
Whole team full of bravado
Gettin money since niggaz that wore Movado
Rollin in a Cadillac El Dorado
Bubble Lexus or the all-black Tahoe
Why?

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"I Do"

"I Do"


[Chorus]
I'm doin' me
And you should do you
Why you worried 'bout me
You need to worry 'bout you
I'm-I'm doin' me
And you should do you
Why you worried 'bout me
You need to worry 'bout you
Yeah boy I do
And you should do you
Yeah boy I do
And you should do you
Yeah-yeah boy I do
And you should do you
Why-you-why-you worried 'bout me
You need to worry 'bout you
Yeah boy I do

[Verse 1]
Act-act-act-act a damn fool
Ball and I talk shit on every cut I do
(Yeah boy I do)
Dr-dress like it's my duty
The stitchin' in the pants
Match the brown in my Gucci
(Ya-ya-ya-ya-yeah boy I do)
Blow-blow-blow one before court
Then pull up on your block in the new four door Porsche
(Yeah-yeah boy I do)
Talk-talk business on my cellular
Smoke a lot of weed
And make money on the regular
(Yeah boy I do)
Be-be-be-be about mine
Take my cars to the club in a single file line
(Yeah boy I do)
Windy City campaign
Fuck the orange juice
I mix the 'Tron with the champagne
(Ya-ya-ya-yeah boy I do)
A hundred thousand for the watch
A hundred thousand for the car
A couple thousand for the Glocks
(Yeah boy I do)
Get-get nice I do
See the way the outfit match up with ice I do

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
St-st-stay fuckin' with the crooks
Peel the backwood
And mix the sour diesel with the kush
(Yeah boy I do)
Smoke-smoke out my perimeter
This Benz is so-so sick
That they gonna have to take my temperature
(Ya-ya-ya-yeah boy I do)
Stay flooded like a star
Make the color of the diamonds
Match the color of the car
(Yeah-yeah boy I do)
Play-play a G-shock
If I'm in the club
I got on the AP watch
(Yeah boy I do)
Stay-stay sippin' on the Goose
Then throw twenties
At the thickest one in here that's gettin' loose
(Yeah boy I do)
The da-the damn thing soon
As I get up in the motherfuckin' champagne room
(Ya-ya-ya-yeah boy I do)
Range Rover white body
White 24 Vellano's
While you sittin' on Asanti
(Yeah boy I do)
The tr-truck candy blue
Suede interior
Killin' 'em with the strut I do cuz

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
No-nothin' less than stackin' dollars
And I stay lookin' fresh
In nothin' less than Parish and Prada
(Yeah boy I do)
I'm only fuckin' with ya boss
I ain't gotta break it down
I just get it all off
(Ya-ya-ya-yeah boy I do)
Ma-ma-move-move with alarm
I'm not a shark in the water
I'm a school of piranha
(Yeah boy I do)
In the Maybach on my iPad
Shut the curtain on the haters
Whenever I ride past

[Chorus]