| chi town balla k town nigga
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| runnin through the streets with my hands on the trigga
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| and on the block smokin weed with hash
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| when I breeze pass
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| I’m bout to run through the game like I was steve nash
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| naw naw T naw I feel that shit man but we gotta come with some of that
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| origianal twista shit you know
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| some of that chi town playa shit you know you know that old shit man lets
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| kick that shit T alright I got ya cause
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| take a look at my impala
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| make 'em take a look at my chevy capris
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| now take a look at my platinum bu500 benz rolling through the streets
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| in the city of the goals
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| shit making money is the mission
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| I’ma glistenin killin off the competition
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| steady tipping cause of how I be pimpin hoes
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| now I know just how to treat 'em cause I need 'em
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| I don’t really got to beat 'em so we cool
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| as long as they bring me my money
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| got 'em walkin survin ass with a passion
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| while I’m talkin better never see you laughin
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| know I gotta show 'em ain’t a damn thing funny
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| twista got game
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| finna spit it to 'em hard
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| get your dame
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| put 'em on the boulivard
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| now I got 'em in training with my bottom bitch
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| she can learn a lot a shit
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| like how to get it on a stroll
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| be in control and shit on the other hoes
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| and be able to get fedy for her daddy from a lot a tricks
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| but the thump bumpin speakers in the trunk
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| cause a nigga have to cop a little some some
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| leavin niggaz bodies slump when I let the thumpa dump
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| if I ever catch you fukin with the bump bump
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| like a diamond I’m flawless
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| aint no fucking with rawness
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| when you enter my vacinity better be cautious
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| if you into makin money step into my office
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| makin hoes close shop
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| my flow caine got the block hot
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| two for tens got me swoopin’through the city in the drop top
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| screamin out I just don’t give a fuck
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| I’m the truth in the booth from when you see me coming through with the crew
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| I make you do what I do
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| I’m a win for the city
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| for the chi till I die cause theres just no givin up
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| I’m holdin down the game
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| what would you be hatin for
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| I’m a playa from the go with the shit that you’ve been waitin for
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| I’m holdion down the game
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| show me how you get buck lil momma
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| you can make a buck the momma
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| niggaz out here like to fuck lil momma
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| take a look at my japer
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| now come look at the diamonds up in the ears
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| now come take a look at the gators
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| jumpers and 150 hat crocadile on the bib
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| and the ice on my charm
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| man I’m no joke came up big in the 04
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| now as fast I can kill 'em with the slow flow
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| specially if I been smokin that hydrogen bomb
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| shit man now thats what I’m talking about
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| now thats that origianl twist right there man
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| man but you know what man lets gon slow it down man
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| and take it down south houston style cause
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| chi town balla
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| k town nigga
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| runnin through the street with my hand on the trigga
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| and on the block smokin weed with hash when I breeze pass
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| I’m bout to run through this game like I was steve nash
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| aint no fuckin with the twista when I toss words
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| thats the 22 up against a moss berg
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| feel the thump in your trunk from the fatty chacer
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| alias auralius nigga call me gladiator
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| spittin screw words at a screw pace
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| 2 times stronger than them bitches call me screw face
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| you fuckin with a real ass nigga
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| stuffin pockets tryin to make 'em bigger
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| gotta let you know |