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Got It Twisted (Remix) [feat. Twista]

Yeah nigga

Once again

We have

MOBB nigga yeah a huh

Uh yeah, c'mon now, yeah yo yoAin't no party once we crash the party

I'm might squeeze shorty, then vacate the party

You keep grillin', I'll pump pump the shotty

Put you in the trunk then dump dump the body

Nigga you don't know you betta ask somebody

Y'all get down we gonna clash probably

Peel snowflake out of the abercrombie

I'm tryin' to rip Britney so I made Jive sign meNigga catch me in tha club with a double lead banger

I'm the wrong one to fuck with

Now I know the promoters I'm in with the musket

Pound of the haze and a box of Dutches

High to the cottonmouth

Paranoid, make the wrong move bitch and your ass is out

Like MOP nigga I'll mash you out

If I can't get your head swing by your houseY'all niggas got it twisted huh?

That liquor up in your U-charged

That truth come out when you drunk

Your ass won't make it to see tomorrow

Y'all niggas got it twisted huh?

That liquor up in your U-charged

That truth come out when you drunk

Your ass won't make it to see tomorrowWe step up in the club with one thing

On our mind that's leave with something

Get rid of that ring get rid of those cuffs

We about to, girl

We about to, girl

We about to, girl

We about to, girl

We about to, girlYo, party over here ain't shit over there

The Mobb Deep boys got it locked right here

Wherever we at we keep the cliques right there

So where ever there's beef is gettin' fixed right there

And they can't stop us, they too scared

They know a caliber thug shoot at heads nigga

QB drop you off at that bridge

Show you how we do it in Queens

Murder ain't shit niggaThis is P talking show you where I live

You come right to my crib and get a fo shizz

There'll be manslaughter right in front of my kids

A little blood get on my daughter

That's nothing she'll live

Got cops shoot to death of us

We don't like D's

You never catch us runnin' with the police

You all niggas get your vests up

And ya'll better invest in some real heavy bulletproof panelingY'all niggas got it twisted huh?

That liquor up in your U-charged

That truth come out when you drunk

Your ass won't make it to see tomorrow

Y'all niggas got it twisted huh?

That liquor up in your U-charged

That truth come out when you drunk

Your ass won't make it to see tomorrowWe step up in the club with one thing

On our mind that's leave with something

Get rid of that ring get rid of those cuffs

We about to, girl

We about to, girl

We about to, girl

We about to, girl

We about to, girl

Songwriters

JONATHAN KERR, THOMAS ROBERTSON, KEJUAN MUCHITA, ALBERT JOHNSONPublished by

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