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"Got It Twisted"


M.O.B.B. nigga yeah a huh

Uh yeah cmon now yeah yo yo


Aint no party once we crash the party

Imma 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

Ya’ll get down we gonna clash prob'ly

Builty snowflake out of the ampacomby

I’m tryin to rip Britney so I made Jive sign me

Nigga catch me in tha club with a double lead banger

Im the wrong one to fuck with

Now I know the promoters im 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 M.O.P. nigga I’ll mash you out

If I can't get your head swing by your house (motherfucker)


[Chorus]

Ya'll niggas got it twisted huh?

That liquor up in your U-Charge (U-Charge)

That truth come out when you drunk

Your ass won’t make it to see tomorrow

Ya'll niggas got it twisted huh?

That liquor up in your U-Charge (U-Charge)

That truth come out when you drunk

Your ass won’t make it to see tomorrow


[Bridge]

We 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 (girl)

We about to...girl

We about to...girl (girl)


Yo, party over here aint shit over there

The Mobb Deep boys got it locked right here

Wherever we at we keep the cliqs 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

Q.B. drop you off at that bridge (bye bye)

Show you how we do it in Queens

Murder aint shit nigga

This is P talking show you where I live

You come right through my crib (cmon) and get a few seers

There'll be manslaughter right in front of my kids

A little blood get on my daughter, that’s nothing she'll live (just whipe that off)

Got cops shoot to death of us

We don’t like D's

You never catch us runnin with the police (nope)

Ya'll niggas get ya'll vests up

And ya'll better invest in some real heavy bulletproof paneling


[Chorus]

Ya'll niggas got it twisted huh?

That liquor up in your U-Charge (U-Charge)

That truth come out when you drunk

Your ass won’t make it to see tomorrow

Ya'll niggas got it twisted huh?

That liquor up in your U-Charge (U-Charge)

That truth come out when you drunk

Your ass won’t make it to see tomorrow


We 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 (girl)

We about to...girl

We about to...girl (girl)

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