Adrenaline Rush 2007 Album

Artist(s): Twista

Tracklist

Adrenaline Rush the Saga Continues...

length: 1:19

Killa, Psycho Drama, Twista,
Chi-Town to Harlem what's really good?
What happens, when you combine the darkness, with the light?

Yeah, I am more than compelled and honored to expel
This hell that's inside of my shell for ****as who want it
Violence, yeah that bullshit right up my alley, chasing you right up the alley
With a gun fixin' to kill you 'cause I feel you was the one ****in' with my family
I roll wit a gang of go-getters, and them ghouls and them gorillas
Who be quick to put the Glock or the gauge to the gut of one of your *****z and pull it
The trigga aimed, deliver you *****z these rigorous bullets
It's so rivid and to see you livin' in vengeance and see the trouble you're put in

****in' wit *****z you shouldn't, these menaces and villains and hoodlums
That'll give you the business and in an instant be dimishin' whoopin'
'Cause it ain't no type of jokin' or jivin' comin' off of this
You done somersaulted and dived in a coffin of ****
So if you ever get the notion to just motion forward and get on some ho ****
You *****s remember that I got that potion
To bore your brain in a bag and give you a new perspective on who the realest why all
You just can't kill one you stupid *****, you got to kill us all

What can I say to make you see how the **** I feel
To make me want to run up in ya home
Shoot you in the dome, if you bustin' my body up wit the chrome
I still a be in the zone like Capone
Better leave me alone, 'cause I represent the city known for killin' ************s
Makin' plenty money and layin' mack down

Cam buckin' Twista spittin' gritty competition what a pity
You ain't ****in' wit it then put ya stash down
Come at the family you touched uh, I'll shoot up ya V-12 even if you wit ya female uh
You was talkin' **** ***** wassup, ****in' up ya Sprewell's and ya new interior detail
And a ***** standin' too tall to fall, comin' so I hope why all can crawl
Bloody up the vest all the wall
Sacrifice my body screamin' Kamakaze, I can take all of why all

Why all *****s play around, guns I wave around
***** better stay down, lay down, weigh pounds
Put 'em on the Greyhound, ride it up to K-Town(Sha Town)
The boy get nasty, To law enforcement blast me
Sawed-off and I'm happy, or where the crack be
Put it right all for Polaski
Cross street, don't need to be said

Code red I already got beef with the feds
Put three in ya head, from the street full of lead
**** knee-deep you'll be six feet when ya dead
Street sweeper when I creep creep, ***** fled (Philli, Philli)
When ya sleep sleep, ***** dead
Why you on the back block, fightin' in the crack spot
Jackpot, ask not yes why not

[Chorus: x2]
(It's your adrenaline rush)
Like when the **********a have to go and pick up the pump
To make his opposition chest kick up and jump
When you lit up the gun, to make ya body get up and uh
(It's your adrenaline rush)
Like when the **********a have to go and pick up the pump
To make the trigga pick up and dump
So turn the bass kick up the bump, and let the rhythm hit off the trunk

Ya ***** is a ho, she chill at the Rucker, you really a sucka
Big Will tryin' to grill her and cuff her
And Killa done ****ed her, in love wit the chick, the slut was a fish
Threw her bait, reeled her in and gutted the *****
And now she, up in Pokip's ****, huggin' the strip slick
Fifth tucked in her hip, she will mug you for kicks
And word to, mother I'm rich, hit ya mother with bricks
Cocoa why don't ya build buildings with concussion the *****
Come and feel wit the balla who's the nicest and causin' the crisis
Got the ammo and agility that says rewind means growin' before

And this livin' and pause and this likeness
I can spit it for some who for ***** represent the call of the righteous
Or gang bang to the rhythm when I spit it
I'm a kill 'em wit the technical precision that'll be ****in' up all the devices
Get sick wit it like I'm lit off the wet, if it's beef, get the **** off ya chest
Don't take off ya vest, all my *****s make you jump off the set
And always get the prints of the tech, straight off the deck
Mobbin' up and makin' *****z duck, knowin' I'll still open up the trunk
Guns ***** we get 'em and bust
Murderin' the enemy is the ultimate adrenaline rush

[Chorus: x2]

Charged

length: 2:48
I'm charged off of suckers getting shot up off the ledge
No pain instead of Cain I took a blunt off to the head
So tell me what it said, so tell me what it said

(Charged) 2 straps and a mask a hundred thousand dollar lick and that'll get me (charged)
2 shots of patron a place 2 get it on with a *****'ll get me (charged)
Ak47s Sk's Desert Eagles Calico's and nines get me (charged)
Bad *****es with apples bottom jeans big ******* and big behinds will get me (charged)
Purple haze the chronic and the diesel and the carronade and the Kush get me (charged)
Only smoke in the bed so every time you see me blazed in the bush I get (charged)
Every time I see a ***** from chi get in the game n blow up platinum I get (charged)
Ever Time a lil ***** thinking' he could compete with me with this rappin' I get (charged)
Let me see a few ballas' In the club throw up a couple of diamonds and get me (charged)
When I see a ***** poppin' that *** I throw some roof on my impala I get (charged)
When they see the twist sippin' on cris' flickin' them diamonds on his wrist they get (charged)
When *****es tell me twist damn I ain't know you **** on *****s like this I get

[Repeat: x2]
Charged off of suckers getting shot up off the ledge
No pain instead of Cain I took a blunt off to the head
So tell me what I said, so tell me what it said
Retaliate with lethal repercussion I feel the reefer rushin'
To go into thangs like it's a wicked stick, took the benadryl
Hot like I'm fin'ta steal to get to kickin' ****
For *****s n *****es that I kick it with

When I see the crowd throwin' up they hands and they sayin' the hook I get (charged)
When I see baby g come in the studio with a ounce of Kush I get (charged)
When I go in the bay area n they be on that hypy **** I get (charged)
When I go 2 the club n the thugs on that they don't like me **** I get (charged)
When I see the fans let me down with this whole mobster movement I get (charged)
When it come 2 havin' money you can get it, it ain't hard 2 do it jus get (charged)
Cause the po-po watching so if you poppin' and you get caught servin' you gone get (charged)
Have a shoot out with some haters and they find out you committed a murder you gone get (charged)
2 shots of remy on the rocks my ***** pookie got the glocks so I'm (charged)
Love the tookie if you can blow a dookie do a split riding with cliff get me (charged)
If you let off a thumpa and people screamin' and yellin' lay down I get (charged)
When I step on the stage and got America screamin' K-town I get (charged)

Charged off of suckers getting shot up off the ledge
No pain instead of Cain I took a blunt off to the head
So tell me what I said, so tell me what it said
Retaliate with lethal repercussion I feel the reefer rushin'
To go into thangs like it's a wicked stick, took the benadryl
Hot like I'm fin'ta steal to get to kickin' ****
For *****s n *****es that I kick it with

What T Is? (skit)

length: 0:28

I Ain't That Nigga

length: 3:23
[Chorus: x2]
I ain't that *****
I jus' thought I'd let chu kno
When I'm rollin with a black Fo' Fo'
I ain't that *****.

Nah I ain't a gangsta, but kick it with board members and governors that love larry hoover.
*****s that'll do ya, Crackin a rifile over deciple have ya mama screamin' out (holla-lu-ya).
And No I ain't a Vice Lord, But I kick it with *****s that bang that **** to tha left.
C-V-L love tha BL, them thug folks that love low, down with my click to tha death.
And naw I ain't Black P Stone, but when I was getting production with Villain we was chillin'.
South side, Swole brothas, who long *** braids, who real *****s stackin' millions to tha ceilin'.
And naw I ain't a soul, but got into it with dollar and rocked pink with jack Vo Vo.
Knew all them *****s when my raps flow so slow, befo' I was ridin black benzes on black Mo Mo's.
And I got plenty of friends and relatives that still be all up in tha mix.
Out chere up in tha streets', well **** this rap **** *****, I got guns you ain't gonna do ****.
I ain't gonna be frontin' an fakin' and actin' petite all in my music, not uh, that's too lame.
When it's on it's on, I pop a *****, when you gone you gone,
You finna be wiped of the earth like a memory, What's dude name?

And naw I ain't a killa, But I'll stank a ************ while I'm hooded if he pull it.
Make a ***** bite tha bullet, hit em
With tha chrome cause I got tah show it's on to tha fullest.
And naw I ain't chief, But I'm a **********in' beast when it comes tha runnin' in tha streets.
Ain't been on it in a minute cause a ***** getting money when I do it's cause a ***** gotta eat.
And naw I ain't solid but I got tha up most respect fo' a ***** if he holla it.
Or if he ride unda tha six I know he be tha **** to tha real g's, I gotta pay homed.
And naw I ain't hard, but on god I'll push a *****s **** back and leave em scard.
Get tha inferred beam then go steal em N steam em, stank a ***** then go put tha car in my garage.
I spit crack you gotta pardon my berauge, uh lyrics I'm throwin' is countin' tha vesauge.
Tha thieves wanna be thugs tryna put on fo tha streets,
Some beats but ain't got heart up in tha mind.
Quit lying you metamorphicly speakin' motha ****as
Don't want it with real *****s that's out chere.
Give a description of hellava gun but you don't wanna really feel it
From real triggas that's out chere.
(cause it's out chere)

[Chorus: x2]

Naw I ain't a playa, but in my city all tha *****es holla at me like I'm tha mayor.
Devistatin' while I'm say-uh, but if you wanna make it bigger than words I gotta spray her.
And naw I ain't a pimp, but peel a hoe fo' a fimp and I walk with a limp.
While I be smokin' on the hemp and at tha party *****es sayin' look at him look at him.
And naw I ain't no mark or no coward, come at me you gonna get yo lil' heart devoured.
We don't buckle easy tah threats we be comin' after next for techs for sex, money, and power.
Been doin' tha Bid fo' so long that everybody around us talk ****.
Can't do nothin but hate off tha money we make,
If we don't come up off of rappin' we comin' up off bricks
You lil' soft *****!

[Chorus: x2]

Say Say

length: 4:29
Whoo!
Ladies and gentlemen you are now tuned in to the very best
One of the most delightful of all times (sho' nuff!)
Jazze Phizzle (Phizzle) Cee-Lo Green (Sugar Lo)
Twista, it gets no better baby!

[Chorus: x2]
Hey, you a trapper's delight
You're an actor's delight, you a rapper's delight
Hey, say, I got to have you mama
Say say what's happenin' mama, say say say what's happenin' mama

Your boy Twista, rapper's delight
She made me wanna take it back, I'm a do it like this

Hey hey, you a rapper's delight with the thick luxurious thighs
I been after your *** since I been bumpin Grandmaster Flash and Furious 5
When I was bumpin' Melly Mel before I was makin' hella mail
Sportin' Pelle Pelle you was thick as hell
All my homies in the industry'll love you
When it come to suckin' **** you lookin' like you lick it well
With a old school fatty, make a ***** wanna take it back
When you let me hit it from the back
When you come in the room and take it off
I'm a have to break it off to an old school track
When I'm lookin' at the way you be shakin your rump
Be makin' me wanna come **** you, no fakin the funk
And when your lil' gangsta ***** mode take place
Make a ***** wanna bump the first face take
It's like a jungle sometimes that make me wonder
How I keep from goin' under and I wanna be your lover
But I gotta wear a rubber
Though the booty's so soft when she tell me take it off I say huh huh huh
Twista rollin' with trappers tonight, you got the type of body actors'll like
With a *** so fat and ******* so big, **** girl you a rapper's delight

[Chorus]

What's up? (What's up?) What's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
Girl I got two ticket let's do some travellin' (travellin')
We'll leave from the A-Town
And when we touch down, oh girl
Air is startin' to feel a little breezier
On second thought maybe you should just bring your fur, word
Yo' looks, you fly, my swag, me too
My style, stay fresh, yo' bag, too cute
Are those new boots? Well these are, just swipe them on my Visa
Let's stop through Vegas, spin the wheel at the Palace of young Caesar
If the plane make your head hurt, here's an aspirin
We on the ski lifts off in Aspen, so what's up, what's happenin'?

[Chorus]

So what do you do besides stand around and look pretty, hm?
Or do you get paid to do that? Ah-ha, see, I knew that
I bet Diddy'll think you're pretty, and Mekhi Phifer gon' like you
Leave her alone LeBron, and oh be careful Tyson'll bite ya
Wow, just like my new place, ooh I'm going to decorate you
And I'm a be honest, most of the women there are going to hate you
But what can you say boo, you all in they way boo
Brazilian wax and a facial, that's a busy day boo
I mean may take exact fate, everybody okay you
And it's your reality, I'll get M-T-V to pay you
Oh what a fabulous life, all in one fabulous night
House up on (Sugar Hill), you're a "Rapper's Delight"

[Chorus]

Whip Game Proper

length: 4:20
[Chorus]
Whip game proper, whip game proper
You know my whip game proper, whip prop-proper
You know my whip game proper, whip game proper
You kn' a package on the way you know my whip game proper
You know my whip game proper, whip-whip game proper
You know my whip game proper, whip game proper
Whip game proper, you know my whip game proper
With my package on the way you know whip game, whip proper

Uh, Twista and Weezy F. Baby, ya dig
Whip game proper like behind the wheel, behind the stove (uh)
It don't matter (uh) check it out

Whip game proper, cocaine chopper
Don't offer me reefer unless you know the flame proper
You know I'm in somethin' sick when you see the Twista pop off
****ed up off juice and Vodka and high as a helicopter
In the grape jelly Jag or peanut butter Bentley
Or ruby Hummer cause a few *****es is comin' with me
Or break down slowly I'm stallin' off in the stick shift (whoo)
Mwah! Give my rims a kiss, they got big lips
Now tear the guts out, bricks'll get served
Like ostrich interior, because I'm sittin' on the biggest birds
Vocalistic cataclysms, I spit the biggest words
**** you and yo' *****-*** crew, I spit the sickest verbs
Yo' life is secondary, I **** my secretary
My life is legendary, keep a gun in every Chevy
My trunk knocker, watch how I beat the block up
A paper chopper cause on my tip, the flame pop up, cause my

[Chorus]

Yes sir, uh,
I'm up in it like dope ****
And I'm physically fine, but my flow's sick
Yosemite Sam, two holsters
Two pistols, can't be too cautious
Yes, human crack, Young Carter
I perform better in hot water
Yeah, and my whip game straight
On a bad day I could turn a two into a eight
And when I smile, it look like a bag of coke
I gets high, I'm twisted like a bag of ropes
And I come from the jungle
I'm like Peter, I ride for my animals, ya dig?
Ha ha, now get money, or get the ****
So much ice, I need the stick with the puck
And if the work ain't big enough
I could whip it up, watch me whip it up, because my

[Chorus]

Whip game proper, watch how I stir the pot up
Thuggin' like I will pack up my five and go blaka-blaka
Do anything a ***** gots to do to protect my product
When you call the cops up I'll be gone before they search through my Prada
Because I don't want the drama, don't wanna holla at Your Honor
So under the seat I'm a carry the llama and then I peel off in my Impala
I'm a (what) Jeff Gordon slash chef, sorry I gots ta peel sharp
Behind the wheel or the stove I whip it real hard
To lick it real hard, give the shorties real jobs
Not from Georgia, I'm from Chicago but I got a (Field Mob)
They all be proper, at the top of Da Carter
Cuttin' work at the table like a D-J go aw-err-aw-err
All of us poppin' tags, all of us ridin' Bentleys
All of us ridin' bikes so you know we all poppin wheelies
I'm a C-note rapper, good, dope shopper
Clique gon' make dollars, spit, game proper, cause my

[Chorus]

No Pistols

length: 3:58
[Chorus:]
Don't wanna see you with no pistols if you ain't ready to roll *****(put down that 45)
Don't wanna see you with no pistols if you ain't ready to roll *****(gotta let that 40 ride)
Don't wanna see you with no pistols if you ain't ready to roll ***** (let's do a homicide)
Don't ever wanna see you with no pistols if you ain't ready to roll *****

Don't wanna see you with that 45 unless you gon' ride
If I say you gon' die ************ I get so loud
What you be procrastinating I think you **** around with pistols cause they fascinating
You ************s ain't gon' do nothing
When you get through frontin' *****s out here already know that you ain't gon' shoot nothing
End up at the pearly gates when they test you
Gotta dirty face but what you know about a 30 ain't special ****
And I know them hard words make you jump up with your? when you got the mosburg pump *****
And the shortys lookin' at you like a punk *****
Cause you ain't making what you claim ain't gon' dump click
You gon cry when you hear them bullets dumping when them shortys come and ride on you
(when the pistol click clack)
If you still alive will you really get the dumpin' if you got that 45 on you?

[Chorus]

Once upon a time in the sha there was three real killas who bust guns and puff fire
They cut weight by the key and baggin' every gram
Instead? bustin' with the pistol in they hand
I'm preachin' murder like a vicious reverend
About *****s who claim they shootin' but they never seen 357s
Now what reason would you hold it up
Put that pistol down ***** pick that weed up roll it up
Twista up the light you don't really won die
Stop your blood clot crying
Your bullets don't fly
? aim smooth? I keep that Smith and Wesson with me like I'm black moon
Toss up the living room storm through the kitchen
I caught that ***** in the bathroom shittin' and pissin'
What you shakin' for I thought you said you ready to ride
Don't be coming with me if you ain't strapped because I

[Chorus]

I keep a p95 nine milli rugger
You ****in' with a shooter
Quick to bloody your suit up
My aim impeccable point like a decibel
300 feet away in a tower snipin' a festival
What you know about 9's and glock 40's
And 45's see our 15's with the 5 pound slide
Thirty shot clips snub noses with the rubber grips
Wicked techs that'll put the kiss of death on your lover's lips
? we get the squeeze *****
Ak-47s make them *****es retreat *****
Like a g *****
I make em bleed *****
? I'm bustin' that's on my c *****
My war chest is filled with ballers and techs
Ski masks gloves and vests so ***** what's next *****
It's real thuggin' you a ***** to the bone
If you ain't go through nothin' shorty leave them pistols alone

[Chorus]

Phone (skit)

length: 0:17
[answering machine beeps]
T whats up Joe?
Ay man, what done happen man?
Motha fuckas talkin bout you in the hospital and shit man
What the fucks goin on man?
Man the shit all on the news and shit Joe
Aye whats up Joe
Nigguh get at the nigguhs man
Aye hit me up 708 213 596 [beep]

Love Rehab

length: 3:59
Kell's and Twist' uh
Girl, it ain't no other way to describe you
Your momma raised you right
Yeah, I like that, it's like

Sittin' here in love rehab, I'm so crazy about you, dear
Doctor of my soul, I will never check out of here
Filled my prescription when I came to you and needed peace
You took me in and gave me joy and, girl, now I'm free
You are my circle, when I needed to talk you had my back
You my homie we go back, thank you for your love rehab

Doin' bad, ain't nobody in my life
I'ma kill a ***** or somebody gon' murder me soon
I'm a hope fiend, I need a woman in my life
Could you take me to the emergency room?

I need somebody that can nurse me back to health
'Cause I'm out here lovesick, shakin' like Pookie
You took me up outta the hoopty
Put me in the Lex 300 and got me blowin' on dookie

Now why do I respect ya, 'cause she down for a *****
Before I was rollin' city to city
She got me screamin' out "Yes Sir", like I'm Pretty Ricky
Lookin' freaky, freaky while I'm smokin' on the sticky-icky

When I'm down and out, you be rubbin' my back
Because I miss you, you know I got issues
When I'm ridin' dirty and I got the thumper
And the law pull me over you will hold my pistol

Sick of how the women harm on me, you charmin' me
In the pharmacy of love, body be right I wanna hit you
You like a veteran when I need some medicine
You better than Exederin, fellas in trouble that wanna get you

I thought I knew what real love was till I met you
I'm reminiscin' on the love we had
I'ma stay sick forever hope I never get well
'Cause you got me in a love rehab

Sittin' here in love rehab, I'm so crazy about you, dear
Doctor of my soul, I will never check out of here
Filled my prescription when I came to you and needed peace
You took me in and gave me joy and, girl, now I'm free
You are my circle, when I needed to talk you had my back
You my homie we go back, thank you for your love rehab

So many problems, so many people, so many decisions
So many roads that I have to choose, yeah
But still I'll roll the dice and pray that I don't lose
There were times that I got weak, fell short
I couldn't go on and she came through

So many friends, so many liars, so many haters
Sometimes I just don't know who to trust
But yet and still I turn the wheel of life and try my luck
There was a time when I was broke, didn't have a job
And this woman, she showed me love

Oh, since we first met, I've been risin' like an escalator
Now five years later, we have come up like an elevator
You made me better, babe, when I thought I was goin' crazy
I was just about to lose my mind, then you put me in your love rehab

Sittin' here in love rehab, I'm so crazy about you, dear
Doctor of my soul, I will never check out of here
Filled my prescription when I came to you and needed peace
You took me in and gave me joy and, girl, now I'm free
You are my circle, when I needed to talk you had my back
You my homie we go back, thank you for your love rehab

If I hit it I'ma spit that love flow
Forget what they all say
She the only one that helped me
Hit her with a little bit of 12 Play

When the Twista wasn't proper sippin' Vodka
I could remember tellin' the love Doctor "I need some help"
Through the fire like I'm shocker, love it every time I rock her
**** a pistol when I think I bleed to death

My surgeon and my methodome
The only one I talk to when I'm left alone
You the one that helped me fight through my challenges
Tell me what's my psychoanalysis

I thought I knew what real love was till I met you
I'm reminiscin' on the love we had
I'ma stay sick forever, hope I never get well
'Cause you got me in a love rehab

Sittin' here in love rehab, I'm so crazy about you, dear
Doctor of my soul, I will never check out of here
Filled my prescription when I came to you and needed peace
You took me in and gave me joy and, girl, now I'm free
You are my circle, when I needed to talk you had my back
You my homie we go back, thank you for your love rehab

Uh, Kell's and Twist
Gotta let her know that she the only reason
We make it through sometime
That's why we sittin' here in love rehab

Seven Day Hustle

length: 3:50
Toxic China White Productions

[Intro: Twista]
Uhh, yeah, ay
Sellin this here dope on these streets
It's a seven day thang, knowhatI'mtalkinbout?
We out here all day e'ry day hustlin
Yo Toxic, tell 'em what we talkin 'bout
Check it out

[Chorus: Toxic (Twista)]
Call my connect {"On Monday"}
(What you got? Now what you got for me?)
I pick it up {"On a Tuesday"} yeah
(Bring it back, now bring it back for me)
Ohh, I cook it up on {"On Wednesday"}
(Go to the kitchen, get the pots, hit the stove *****)
Shut them *****z down {"On a Thursday yeah"}
(Y'all can't serve around here, you gotta go *****)
Yeah, we on the tip {"Come Friday"} yeah
(Cash them checks, uhh, we on the set, uhh)
Police tried to sweat me {"That Saturday"}
(They let us go we hit the sto' then hit the club *****)
We still tippin {"On Sunday"} yeah
(Seven days a week, that's how we do it cause we gots to eat)

[Twista]
The rap for the hood, if you want 'em I gram 'em
I'm Twista, I came back with the hustler's anthem
And these are crack hooks that I spit, I hope my customers chant 'em
Spit for *****z in Caprises that can't pull up in the Phantom
That's real - like rocks and blows when I'm rockin them shows
On the blocks with them O's when I'm droppin them flows, cockin the low
When the Twista hit the scene and that's like BLAKA explode
These lyrics to the tracks is like workin them pots on the stove
That's real

[Hook: Twista]
I got cocaine if you really wanna {"buy buy"}
I got ounces if you really wanna {"buy buy"}
I got 'dro if you really wanna {"buy buy"}
Rocks blows if you really wanna {"buy buy"}

[Hook]

[Twista]
Give me a look-up, I got the good hook up on cook up
If you low I'll front you to try to help you get a foot up
Police on my *** so I had to move a little bit quicker before I get shook up
**** it's all the way I had to book up
Makin money for my good ki with a good cut
I spit that Cali kush, in the alley you can push
And the ki I stay low-key so Detective O'Malley won't look
Everybody be watchin my shows, everybody be rockin my flows
Got yayo and that's the way **** goes *****, O's *****

[Hook - 2X]

[Interlude: Toxic]
It's a seven day thing man
We do it all week e'ry week, we hustlin
Let me tell you how it goes again, aight?

[Chorus]

[Hook - echoes at the end]

Creep Fast

length: 3:32
C'mon, c'mon, ay, T-Pain, T-Pain
It's Twista come this way, c'mon, we gotta creep fast, c'mon

Watch as I hit it through the middle of the city in a Chevy
And I'm ready with the woofers that'll flip your block
And I got the tick and a machete for the *****s actin' petty
Get to talkin' an' I'm a heat up your block
If you wanna bring your boys
Better bring the toys
Better bring the noise
I'm a pump both up with ammunition
Bodies I be hittin' when I get to spittin' everybody
Shoulda broke and ain't nobody listen so now I

Roll and 24s when I'm on your tip
They don't know who I am ain't no body talkin' ****
Tell me when did they ever think that I was a hoe
'Cause I got killas with me, Crips, Bloods, G's and folks

And we be focused on the paper when we be up in the kitchen
When we thinkin' about the money on the steady come up and I got the *****s
That be ready for whatever with a whole war chest if a ***** run up
AK 47, Desert Eagle, SK, Mac 11 for the *****s that'll try to run up
***** what ya want I'm a bone thug get you while your sleeping
Cause you know I'm creepin on ah come up

************s actin' like they don't know me
But they know just who I am, I'm a **********in' killa gorilla *****
You better act like you understand
'Cause I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest ***** that you ever heard of
************s actin' like don't the deal
But they know just what to do
Everybody talkin' in the streets so you know that I'm comin' straight for you
I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest ***** that you ever heard of

Quit the playin' ***** and get over on the Twista I'm a see you when I see you
And I wouldn't want to be you
Got the desert eagle
When I'm rollin' in the regal
And I'm lookin' at you evil
Through the eye of a needle
Not a misdemeanor
But a murder with a millimeter
Feel the heat of Twista when I'm bustin' at your whip
I get a burglar when I be comin' for your ****
I'm a get you for your goods when I run up in your crib

Tell me where your jewelry at
Where your safe
Don't make me have to smack this ugly ***** in her face
Is it behind the portrait or is it
In your floor just let me know so that I can hit it up
'Cause I gots to go
'Cause I gotta throw it so I had to lick on them *****s
'Cause it used to be that if I had to hit 'em I'ma get 'em
Never ride a burgundy Lamborghini Murcielago through the city
Because I know that'll kill 'em
Averagin' a 100 yards a game
My competition' better back up
I'm the e running back
*****s that ain't ready get the machete
For the lyrical Jason of rap i'ma keep comin' back

************s actin' like they don't know me
But they know just who I am, I'm a **********in' killa gorilla *****
You better act like you understand
'Cause I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest ***** that you ever heard of
************s actin' like don't the deal
But they know just what to do
Everybody talkin' in the streets so you know that I'm comin' straight for you
I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest ***** that you ever heard of

The lyrical assassin the pocket I got in
I be attackin' the track
And I got a package of the good
See a legendary representa for the city
'Cause I put it down ever since I been rappin' in the hood
17 years of goin' and flowin'
And showin' these *****s when it come to beatin' me nobody could
I was spittin' venom ever sense the days U-G-K been rappin'
And talkin' about puttin' diamonds on the wood

Pullin up in a old Cadillac before I got some thangs
And I got that gwap and the numba one spot now I ride a range
And because I spit that crack is the reason we got some change
And if we ain't makin' money off rap then we got them thangs

Got the 8 dollar hollas two for 15's
A 4 and a split a nine piece so you can hit the whole brick
How I win it by makin' a 100 every summer
Pullin' up in the hummer can make a ***** so sick
How we constantly come up with hits and steady be gettin' fans
Is only because a ***** flows sick
Showin' no debate everybody know I'm great
Any mutha****ers that hate can suck my ****

************s actin' like they don't know me
But they know just who I am, I'm a **********in' killa gorilla *****
You better act like you understand
'Cause I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest ***** that you ever heard of
************s actin' like don't the deal
But they know just what to do
Everybody talkin' in the streets so you know that I'm comin' straight for you
I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest ***** that you ever heard of

Wrist Stay Rocky

length: 3:42
N-n-nonstop
My wrist and my wrist and my wrist and my wrist

And my wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone
And my wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone
And, and my wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone
And my wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone

I keep two toned stones sittin' in my low
Keep two toned stones sittin' in my low
Keep two toned stone, two, two toned stone
Keep two toned stones sittin' in my low and my

People they ask me, "Twista, how you keep yo' style young?"
Rocks on my wrist make me feel like the Italian Stallion
I don't do much but every piece cost at least five digits
Just use it as inspiration and say, "He got it so I gotta get it"

If a heffer got a fatty then I gotta hit it
If it's princess cut then I gotta get it
Handcuffs on the wrists, ain't nobody out here ****in' with Twist'
I be flowin' so you gotta feel it

But let me slow it back up
So you can hear what I'm spittin'
They call me Cocky Balboa
I'm Rocky, come and look at how I glisten

Even without it my aura make me get my shine on
It's just a reward to myself for gettin' my grind on
Got different rocks in the Jacob for every time zone
In the club boxin' with boulders call me Sly Stone

Wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone
And my wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone
And, and my wrist stay Rocky, wrist, wrist stay Rocky
And my wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone

I keep two toned stones, two, two toned stone
Keep two toned stones sittin' in my low
Keep two toned stone, two, two toned stone
Keep two toned stones sittin' in my low and my

People tell me, "Twista we love you but why you act so cocky?"
My swagger up in these stones got me feelin' like Rocky
When I pull up to the party in the all white Maserati
It feels so good when I know
That I got 'em diamonds that'll **** up everybody's

Don't hate 'cause I got that there, don't trip on how I do it dude
Different color rocks on every side of the Rubik's Cube
My jewelry's screamin' loud, so I stay cool and mellow
How many colors you got in that watch?
Black and white and blue and yellow

Hundred karats on the iPod, hundred karats on the Gucci link
In the club talkin' **** like I don't know that my dookie stink
White tee or the fuchsia mink, dependin' on the weather
You wanna take it or compete with me
Then we can do whatever 'cause my

Wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone
And my wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone
And, and my wrist stay Rocky, wrist, wrist stay Rocky
And my wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone

I keep two toned stones, two, two toned stone
Keep two toned stones sittin' in my low
Keep two toned stone, two, two toned stone
Keep two toned stones sittin' in my low and my

V.I.P., colorful diamonds and a gold chain
It's a **********in' shame how my earlobes hang
From them knockers and a bracelet
On my wrist flick, flick, flick, flick, flick

Watch so cold, they say they lookin' at the time
On the wrist tick, tick, tick, tick, tick
It's the reason I could pull up on a thick chick
So fine and her *** so thick thick

I told her, "Let me be your manager
On the red carpet while the camera flick, flick, flick
I could put some diamonds on them arms and have you lookin' better"
She looked at me like Elena, pulled her sleeves back and said her

Wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone
And my wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone
And, and my wrist stay Rocky, wrist, wrist stay Rocky
And my wrist stay Rocky like Sly Stallone

I keep two toned stones, two, two toned stone
Keep two toned stones sittin' in my low
Keep two toned stone, two, two toned stone
Keep two toned stones sittin' in my low

What Would Twista Do If He Wasn't Rappin' (skit)

length: 1:07





Everybody get your bets in, Were gonna see whose gonna be coming up outta the back.
We have Suger foot, we have lighting and we have coming to get'em, and we have rippin' them up into shreds.
And there off!
Now who is gonna be taking a early lead, Is it Suger foot in front of Lighting, NO, Lighting's up under Sugerfoot.
Coming To get'em is coming up outta the back, and is jumpin' in front of Rippin them up into shreds.
And now Rippin'em up into shreds is gainin' a little momentum on Sugerfoot.
Bet it would be wonderful competion if Lighting gets out ahead a little bit.
And Hear they come spinning around the turn, Will it be Rippin'em up into shreds, will it be Sugerfoot,
NO! it's Coming to Get'em winning by a neck



And we have a beautiful carbon D, that we are about to auction off.
What a wonder car, and it's a burgundy, Lamborghini, Masalago. And it's going for 375,000 dollars
Who will be the first bidder?
375,000 dollars, 375,000 dollars, who will be the first bidder,
375,000 dollars going over here to the gentlemen in the bergandy shirt, 375,000 dollars going once,
375,000 dollars going twice,
375,000... O! 385,000,
385,000 to the gentlemen in the tourqoise shirt with his wife and she's looking so wonderful,
385,000, 385,000.





Give It Up

length: 3:31
That girl wanna give it up (Right there)
That girl wanna give it up (Right there)
That girl wanna give it up (To Pharrell)
That girl wanna give it up (To Terrell)
That girl wanna give it up (The thick girl)
That girl wanna give it up (A slim girl)
That girl wanna give it up (The dark girl)
That girl wanna give it up (The light girl)
That girl wanna give it up, huh?
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, huh?
That girl wanna give it up, watch her

That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
Black girls, wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)
White girls, wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)
Spanish girls wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)
Middle Eastern girls wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)

Now I be, in the club hollerin' at hoes like "Hey now"
Sippin' Everglo, y'all want me to say now
So on the streets and on the block since Twista (Red Hot)
They give it away, give it away, give it away now (ooh)
She got dreams to have a (Californication) with me
I could see from how she lookin' she couldn't wait to hit me
Come on over here lil' mama so you could babysit me
Bounce that *** in front of me now that's the way to get me
Thinkin' about how she suck by the way she part them lips
and let me look at that tongue
Thinkin' about how she **** by the way she part them lips
and let me look at that tongue, get it?

That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
Black girls, wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)
White girls, wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)
Spanish girls wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)
Middle Eastern girls wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)

Mami make your money, make your cash
Make like a bongo and pop yo' ***
Pretend I'm Mystikal and (Shake it Fast)
Watch yourself, sticky panty bang rash
Dangerous piss in the dub is grass
Count some money ***** pose and laugh
You know P keep the *****z on they toes
Let me speed it up for these hoes
Pop pop pop pop, pop pop pop pop
She be beatin' like a bongo 'til she look me in my face and just squat uh
Man I know her type I know she gon' rock
She get naked and she stand up on the yacht
And you know she gon' do it until we dock
Kiss the girl once more baby that's all you got?
I treat that *** like a beat and make it knock
Trust me ***** that's the key to keep 'em locked

That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
Black girls, wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)
White girls, wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)
Spanish girls wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)
Middle Eastern girls wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)

What it mean when she be jukin' in them juicy couture's
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
In my crown holder, she in her Republic jeans
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
Lil' ma what's up, I see you in the party
Now you with somebody I can tell how ya movin' ya body that I
You wanna ****, you and I might get a ticket for speedin'
While I'm takin' you home in that blue Maserati and I
Wanna hit it 'cause the booty too fat
When I'm around look at how you act
Look how she shake it for me when she do that
Look at how she lookin' at me behind dude back (watch her)

That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
Black girls, wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)
White girls, wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)
Spanish girls wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)
Middle Eastern girls wanna give it up (Yeah) wanna give it up (Yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

The Come Up

length: 4:09
Let me take you to the wicked wicked Westside
Where them *****s carry chrome and the best die
Where we push up in the corners that we fight for
City from the shores breeds gangsters and Vice Lords
Bustin' pistols while we runnin' from the five-oh
Hit the adversaries up because we drive slow

Oh I'm a killa mayne, standin' on these corners
Hustlin' for my denim mayne, and if you try to move
Soon as I hear one shot
I'm a let the tec and desert eagle ride non-stop
If I have to I'll commit a murder just to maintain
Tell me what you thought I'm from a city where they gang bang
And I got that thang thang
Get it however you want it cop a fo' and then split
Hustle hard and work your way up 'til you holdin' a brick
Cop an ounce of this 'dro I got the flyest **** in town
Bet you within a week you'll be able to get a pound
Go ahead and drop you can whip on 24's to get around
Gettin' paper make me feel like (la-da-da-dah-dee)

[Chorus]
Let me see all of my gangsters come up, in Chi-Town
Let me see all of my hustlers come up, in Brooklyn
Let me see all of my riders come up, in the Bay
Let me see all of my killers come up, in Houston
Let me see all of my *****es come up, in A-T-L
Let me see all of my *****s come up, M-I-A

Now let me take you to the **********in' Southside
City of the chrome, get shot up for standin outside
Don't talk no **** or you can end up on prime time
My ***** Ty Nitti be holdin down the nine-nine
That's where the thugs lurks
I done been out there and seen them *****s put in blood work

When I'm in the 100's you can always smell the scent of purple
These *****s always gettin' money in they inner circle
**** with 'em they fin' to hurt you; gotta get they cash on
Necessary evil they quick to put the mask on
Then they gotta put the mash on; steady bustin' at each other
I take a tool and bust my strap and scream out "Free my brother~!"
*****-*** ************s; I'm about to break 'em out
If they hit me before they get me I'm a take 'em out
If we successful we gon' smoke a blunt and cruise home
Introduce him to his new Charger with no shoes on
'Til the haters move on
Fin' to set up shop now, gotsta hold the block down
Gettin' paper make me feel like (la-da-da-dah-dee)

[Chorus]

Now let me take you to the **********in' projects
Where the true thugs, and the elite members of the mob at
Know somebody; better call them out or try to tell them later
When they tell you "Where you from" when they catch you on the elevator
The fiends lurkin', *****s serve in pissy hallways
Can't say **** cause they be gettin' money all day

Mercedes parked out front, chilli'n with a hat cocked to the left
In the ride with the glock cocked smokin' a blunt
300Z with the Lamborghini do's and some hoes with a big ol' project booty
And the beat kinda hot but the cops wanna come
To hold the work he got that duty
So they can't do nothin' to me
Seventh flo' with the 'dro now, nineteenth flo' by the rocks now
Gettin' paper make me feel like (la-da-da-dah-dee)

[Chorus]

Yeah, some oh-six ****
For all the real *****s and *****es to ride to
Not none of that ol' lame-***, metaphoric-*** ol' goofy ****~!
This some of that real ****, that Chi-Town ****
That gangster ****, fool!
Twista *****

Ain't No Hoes

length: 5:15
[twista:]
Buck Buck Buck Buck Buck Right Back At Your ***, For The 07 We On Some New ****, Now You Have Tried And You Have Died, So From Now On, The Midwest Is Unified, And We Bout To Hit You Wit Some **** Like This

[Hook: Bone Thugs]

Pimp Like Me

length: 4:07
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the *****
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the *****
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the *****
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the *****
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the *****
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the *****
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the *****
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the *****

It's a tight Mike production
Yeah, it's Twista y'all
Straight from the Chi, reppin' the Midwest
I done gave y'all that straight hip-hop ****
And you know I give y'all that street ****
But I gotta do one for the jukers and the jackers
I'm from the west side of the Chi
Let me see if you can get with this

When I meet a ho I gotta hold her
Cause I know just how to mack a ho, I (w-work the *****)
Uh, now she know she gotta get the money
Cause she ****in' with a (p-pimp like me)
Gotta serve a trick at the after party
Cause I got her body in my mind I'm a playa when I (w-work the *****)
Uh, a pimp like me just wanna work that ***** hard, what
You could be up in the club
You talkin' about you got a big booty, let me see you (w-work the *****)
Uh, drop it to the flo'
Are you worthy of ****in' with a (p-pimp like me)
When the Twista get her in the bed after I get the head
I bend the fatty over and then I gotta (w-work the *****)
Uh, a pimp like me just wanna work that ***** hard, what
After kickin' it with Bishop and Snoop
I get a ***** in the coupe, I spit game then I (w-work the *****)
I'm a baller with status and it's an honor
To be ****in' with a (p-pimp like me)
When I'm pimpin I be gettin' that loot, I look at her dookie shoot
I tell the hoe she gotta (w-work the *****)
A pimp like me just wanna work that ***** hard

[Chorus]
Pimp like me just wanna work the ***** harder
Pimp like me just wanna work the ***** harder
Pimp like me just wanna work the ***** harder
Pimp like me just wanna work the ***** harder
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the ***** (work, work, work, work it)
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the ***** (work, work, work, work it)
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the ***** (move *****, move *****)
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the ***** (move *****, move *****)

I love how you makin' it jiggle when you be standin' in the middle
Let me see you (w-work the *****)
Uh, gon' leave the lame you came with
You should be ****in' with (p-pimp like me)
How a ************ lookin' ugly when you workin' it for me
Cause I'm a fiend for the way you (w-work the *****)
Uh, cause a pimp like me just wanna work that ***** hard
What, when you walkin' the red carpet or the runway
I love the way you (w-work the *****)
You should be walkin' in the room
With an arm of an iced-out (p-pimp like me)
Fine in the face and your booty lookin' juicy
In juicy contours let me see you (w-work the *****)
Uh, a pimp like me just wanna work that ***** hard
Look me see you take it from the top of the pole
To the bottom of the flo' with your leg when you (w-work the *****)
You the coldest in the city, come and get it
Pretty kitty to a (p-pimp like me)
You could pull on the map when you makin' it clap
Cause these *****s finna snap when they see you (w-work the *****)
A pimp like me just wanna work that ***** hard, what?

[Chorus]

Show me how you work that thang
I'm a make it rain if you (w-work the *****)
Uh, if you ain't makin' enough in the club
Come and **** with a (p-pimp like me)
What, I can tell how you jack, and you juke, to the beat
From the Chi, by the way you (w-work the *****)
Uh, and a pimp like me just wanna work that ***** hard
I can see you got a fatty, come and get up in the Caddy
Go to A-T-L you can (w-work the *****)
Uh, get you in the best strip club
If you ****in with a (p-pimp like me)
What, I can take you to Miami when you rollin with daddy
We gettin' money when you show 'em how you (w-work the *****)
Uh, a pimp like me just wanna work that ***** hard
If you got a booty that stick out and you from the South
Let me see you (w-work the *****)
If it's bigger than the rest from the West
Then you ****in' with a (p-pimp like me)
If you know you got a booty like a beast and you from the East
Let me see you (w-work the *****)
A pimp like me just wanna work that ***** hard, what?

Pimp like me just wanna work the ***** harder
Pimp like me just wanna work the ***** harder
Pimp like me just wanna work the ***** harder
Pimp like me just wanna work the ***** harder

Work the *****, work the *****
Work the *****, work the *****
Work the *****, work the *****
Work the *****, work the *****

Work the *****, work the *****
Work the *****, work the *****
Work the *****, work the *****
Work the *****, work the *****

Ya With It or Ya Ain't (skit)

length: 1:53

Trouble

length: 4:24
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be trouble, somebody let them *****z know
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be trouble, somebody let them *****z know
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be trouble, somebody let them *****z know
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be some trouble

Oh ain't no playin me, it's Twista
I gots to get mine, ya dig?

I need a stove and a pot from you, oh I need a jar from you
I'm 'bout to cook up somethin horrible
I make a big chunk and I chop it down to particles
and sell a part to you, get this money is what I'ma do, ooh
A tall dawg call me momma-do ooh, from sellin nuggets to your momma duke
Now I got money out the follicles
Try to stop me I'ma put your name up in the article
I turn a giant to a molecule
Peon and ***** were the man's parents
I see straight through you like you transparent
You ain't capo, you run your man's errands
Low on the totem pole, but me I hold the do'
I'm never freezin' below zero, I can't go below a O
So now I got digits, got critics, **** 'em
I got *****es that come back wit it, bust you in yo' cap fitted
You *****s ain't know I was that siddick
The chain flick up, peep the (Chronicles) of Twista *****, **** Riddick

[Chorus]
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be trouble, somebody let them *****z know
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be trouble, somebody let them *****z know
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be trouble, somebody let them *****z know
I, want, my, dough
Or it's gon' be some trouble, somebody let them *****z know

Uh-huh I rap scary, make A&R's get on they Blackberry
Type in to they boss that every track heavy
If rappers was reverends I'm that Jesse
Or comedians then I'm that Eddie, football I'm that Jerry
You could count on me when you throw the (Rice)
Married to the mob so throw the rice, you are just a prototype
Son of the devil call him Dolomite
I'm on another level but you wrote 'em, right?
You fiend for that 'dro to write
He ain't nothin I'm made, it's swift out the cuts when I daze him
Give him cuts and abrasions cause I'm too ****in amazin
Huff don't get you paid and I'm makin big bucks off of haze and
My dope gon' keep on comin back like you ****in with Jason
Vorhees, more ki's, get killed for the pies
They yours to serve but the hills have eyes, I'm watchin you
You should be through my money, huh?
Well when I come through have that money up
and I don't even wanna hear no funny stuff, hurry up

[Chorus]

Buck buck, my guns fire horror
A lil' money you better wire momma because I am diabolical
To your life I say sayanora
Better call God or hire Allah, cause ***** I am lava
Flow out the volcano to burn the village
These cooking utensils ain't given to you boy you gotta earn the skillet
When it come to a cap you gotta learn to peel it
When it come to a track you gotta learn to feel it
when it's your turn to kill it
Musical masturbation I'm feelin' myself, I'm deadly and mannish
But I still'll leave you and your buddy damaged
Freakin' on the tracks so nasty that you can't understand it
'Til you see me sippin' dollars and eatin' a money sandwich
And the new Jag be lookin' so splendid
But I can't re-cop it 'til you get finished, it's been three days *****
Give me mine, you know I gots to get paid *****
Don't you know the consequences of ****in' with a made *****?

[Chorus]

Be A Hustla

length: 4:09

Heist

length: 4:06