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Текстове на песни: Thug Life. Don't Get It Twisted.

Just 'cause a nigga come in, he got style
Don't think I won't flip it, don't pull your file
But I got enough bullshit to deal with
I'm rollin' with the thugs so

You must be on drugs to the head
Go, get your ass break down, broken half baby
I'm a feelin' like a motherfuckin' psychopathic
And if you got beef best leave it in the freezer

I'm no joke, Mopreme straight lo
And you could get smoked
You hook the shit you get stroked and all of that
And later be back for your motherfuckin' dope sack

Kid it ain't the type of day to play dough nut
Don't get your ass sewn up, why you leakin' on my blown out
Hey, you're mixed up like a bowl of nuts
You fuck around and got it twisted up, boy, don't get it twisted

Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted

It's the Macadoshis coming from the dark side
The park side where the O.G.'s do ride
Ain't nothing but killers in the park
As many niggas lost their heart, when my gat sparks

I'll bust a cap in that ass, don't get it twisted
When I'm on a mission, niggas come with Mishy
You busters gettin' disciplined
And you're comin' up short on your life

When I smoke you with this Mac-10
When it's on it's on fuck it
I'm makin' niggas kick the bucket
When I check 'em by induces

Ain't no think to let my shit spin
You on my shit list hope you got a death wish
I tried to warn you but you missed me
You should have listened motherfucker when I said
?Don't get it twisted?

Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted

Niggas got problems about gettin' shit twisted
They need to stay the fuck out of grown folks business
Kids get a kick out of bumpin' their big clips
But don't front no shit that brought no shit that peace started

'Cause I'm a cold hearted rider straight dunkin'
Never through with my streets, never hurt nobody but my heat
East side brothers don't hear me though
They'd rather get shit twisted and gather like hoes

Bitch make ass niggas when I caught 'em
Couldn't bust a drape if they wanted
They're soft like Charmin but I don't sweat varmints
I suffer with my black group Just a one-day murderer

On the motherfuckin' Rudy Poop I snapped his soul, son
Ain't no damn thing funny when I spray your ass with my tongue
And your mommy can't save you now
'Cause you got the job twisted up for fuckin' with a killer

Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
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