text: No-torious
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  Spit your game, talk your shit!
  Grab your gat! 
  Spit your game, talk your shit
  Grab your gat! 
  Spit you game, talk your shit 
  Grab your gat, call your click 
  Spit your game, talk your shit 
  Grab your gat, call you click 
  Squeeze your clip, hit the right one 
  Pass that weed, I gotsta light one 
  Pass that weed, I gotsta light one 
  Spit your game, talk your shit
  Grab your gat, call your click
  Spit your game, talk your shit
  Grab your gat, call your click
  Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
  Pass that weed I gotsta light one
  Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
  Pass that weed I gotsta light one
  Amred and dangerous, aint too many can bang wit us
  Straight up weed, no angel dust - label us Notorious
  Thug ass niggas that love to bust, its stange to us
  Yall niggas be scramblin, gamblin
  Up in resturaunts with mandolins, and violins
  We just sittin here tryin to win - tryin not to sin
  High off weed and lots of gin
  So much smoke need oxygen, steadily countin them Benjamins
  Nigga you should too, if you knew, what this gamell do to you
  Been in this shit sincе ninety-two
  Look at all the bullshit I been through
  So-called beef with you-know-who
  Fuckеd a few female stars or two
  Nigga, blue light, nigga, move like Mike
  Shit - Not to be fucked wit; Motherfuckers better duck quick
  Me and my dogs love to buck shit
  Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim
  No aspirations to quit the game
  Spit your game, talk your shit
  Grab your gat, call your click
  Spit your game, talk your shit
  Grab your gat, call your click
  Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
  Pass that weed I gotsta light one
  Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
  Pass that weed I gotsta light one
   Ladies and gentlemen! Twista!
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  Makin money, livin marvelous, In God we trust
  Dont too many niggas wanna star wit us
  Got big guns in the car wit us
  Bust at any motherfucker actin hard wit us
  They really wanna show you what a G I be
  Id rater be sippin Remy in V.I.P
  We can hear the music and itll be by me
  Twista wit the legendary nigga, B.I.G
  Brooklyn to K-Town, whe you checkin out the flow
  You know its gon reign wit persistence
  Two legends on the same track
  Two different planes of existence
  Lets get it crackin, I love to bust flows
  Hit it from the back, cause I love to fuck ho
  Do it for the city, I love Chicago
  Calicos bumpin, I love to bust dough
  You think you could spit on the mic
  Like you Bigge and flow just as stead as I?
  Shit is real, you know you love em
  Youu aint got ready to die
  Life After Death give it to you
  However you want it nigga!
  Got The Day After - give it to you
  However you want it nigga!
  Cause the shitll get deep
  So I carry big heat
  Screamin Come and get me
  Twista & Biggie on a Swizz Beat 
  Free mills, I love to make one
  All these cars, I love to ride one
  All these hoes, I love to cut one
  A tribute to Big, I love to bust one
  Spit your game, talk your shit
  Grab your gat, call your click
  Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
  Pass that weed, I got to light one
  All them niggas, I got to fight one
  All them hoes, I got to like one
  Our situation is a tight one
  Whatcha you gonna do - fight or run?
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  In the middle of the hour niggas bring
  More drama then they baby mamas
  Nigga wanna battle? Well, Ill bomb ya - One man
  But attack like a pack of piranhas like Terra-Cotta
  Niggas always ready for the war 
  But they really dont wanna see a nigga though
  We can do em in a minute, then we finish wit em
  Hit em wit the feelin of a nigga wit a suck ass flow
  Doin it wit Swizz - Oh No!
  You niggas in sone tro-ou-ble
  Somebody better call po-po
  Its gonna be murder when I get to swevin em verbally {yeah!}
  Nigga you hard of me, wig splitter
  Killa nigga - word to me!
  And Im classic, like Bird & Magic
  Wit a tactic to snatch it
  Strap back and stack some platinum
  Double on the mag random
  Wit the bullets I brand em
  Finna hold the game ransom
  Runnin up in your mansion
  Catch the man and blas them cannons
  Niggas aint ready for this one cause
  Im on a mission to get even, better believe it
  Im heavily heated, its easy to see me
  If you want to see me, let that be the reason
  2006! Come On!
  Bad Boys! Come On!
  Bad Boys! Come On!
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  Damon Dash shoulda did Ultimate Hustler about me
  Im a little bit of Scarface, Pac, and B.I.G
  Come to me if you lookin for that raw shit of the corner
  If you ask about who run the South, Im somethin like the owner 
  Somethin like one of the rawess niggas ever to touch the mic
  Diddy stayin mad at me, Im gettin high and missin the fight 
  At the hotel wit a couple of banks, gettin right
  Gettin lit, gettin full of that light green sticky shit 
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  Get that cheese, get that dough, about to leave, pimp a ho 
  MJGs at the back do, infared is aimin at yo - head 
  Make a move and you dead! Tryin to prove you ain scared
  Shut your mouth, come from off of that bread, come out from under that bed
  Hit the block, count that cash, hit the spot, hit the stash
  Dont run out, never never, keep it sweatin, make it last
  Forever, we be keepin that heat, from underneat that seat
  Look at all the bullshit I been through, but I still keep it street! 
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  You just heard the sounds of Twista!
  8 Ball & MJG! Bone Thugs-N-Harmony!
  B.I.G. Theres only one crown, man!