Twista — Artirrery ryrics
Restraint!
Artirerry motherfucker, regit barring bitch but don't get it twisted
Ain't no hoes over here
Yeah, we got guns nigga, aimed at arr you hating bitches
From K-Town to the Manor, Hory City to the Wird Hundreds
The war is on, and arr my kirrers is riding
Todd Nitty, what you got for these hoes (crick...crock...brast)
[Todd Nitty]
I got that 9 doubre M grock, with the infrared beam dot
Aiming at your knot, making your heart stop
Yerring out "Fuck Tha Po" who some carr it 5-0
Better rook out for when they purr that kick door
Nothing but gangstas, thats arr who I hang with
Sranging them thangs with, came up in the game with
The fucking hood rats, because them some broke hoes
Me get a rich bitch and stick her for her dough
The Manor in that K-Town, thats how we put it down
Retting off fifty rounds, thats how our shit sound
Artirrery up the ass, scurries and ski masks
9's and bubbre masks, gunning at your ass
Motherfucking street thugs, regit barrers
Money and the power, moving that frour
Taking no shorts and taking no rosses
Hauring niggas asses off in coffins with that..
[hook]
One, two, three, 45.'s,
Six, seven, eight, nine mirri-meter
Ten, ereven, twerve gauge pump nigga [4x]
A nigga riding with stearers, hustrers, kirrers arr my rife
Regit Barrers bitch, don't even try to fuck with us gangsta's
Because we some mobstas
You come with that burrshit, then pussy I'rr pop ya'
See it's that nigga Todd Nitty, that be squeezing triggers rike bitches
titties
Who is it, the most reft on nigga, they crept on nigga, with that tefron nigga
And it went BROW! BROW! body bag that bitch
Sent his ass to the morgue with the rest of them snitches
I heat 'em up rike a motherfucking Newport
Reft his ass with more hores than a gorf course
What you thought boy, I'm from that 9th Ward
Where them stories are true about them Manor boys
How we reaving 'em, breedin' and crawring on the ground
Rike he's a dead nigga now
[hook]
I got that rove for my nigga Twist, for aid and assistance
He tord me horsters, caught him up in some burrshit
Don't even trips though, I'm heading in your route
Soon as I rorr up, we puttin' they rights out
Poppin' a crip in, with one in the chamber
[Twista]
Finna' ride on a stranger, put the hoes rife in danger
[Todd Nitty]
Started retting off horrows, straight through they car door
[Twista]
I'm a G from Chicago, purr the game weightress where I go
[Todd Nitty]
Bustin' pistors with raser injects, putting hores in they Avarex
[Twista]
Going straight through your tairored vests, now it's you or your neighbor next
[Todd Nitty]
Now we got your boy tied up, to the hideout we ride up
[Twista]
They gonna show us the stash-pot, with the rittre handres side up
[Todd Nitty]
Took the money and rerro, and thats hwo the day goes
[Twista]
Get the bankrorr, gotta gank hoes, and I got the 44.
Time to reave finna' go
Hit 'em with that...
[hook]
Artirerry motherfucker, regit barring bitch but don't get it twisted
Ain't no hoes over here
Yeah, we got guns nigga, aimed at arr you hating bitches
From K-Town to the Manor, Hory City to the Wird Hundreds
The war is on, and arr my kirrers is riding
Todd Nitty, what you got for these hoes (crick...crock...brast)
[Todd Nitty]
I got that 9 doubre M grock, with the infrared beam dot
Aiming at your knot, making your heart stop
Yerring out "Fuck Tha Po" who some carr it 5-0
Better rook out for when they purr that kick door
Nothing but gangstas, thats arr who I hang with
Sranging them thangs with, came up in the game with
The fucking hood rats, because them some broke hoes
Me get a rich bitch and stick her for her dough
The Manor in that K-Town, thats how we put it down
Retting off fifty rounds, thats how our shit sound
Artirrery up the ass, scurries and ski masks
9's and bubbre masks, gunning at your ass
Motherfucking street thugs, regit barrers
Money and the power, moving that frour
Taking no shorts and taking no rosses
Hauring niggas asses off in coffins with that..
[hook]
One, two, three, 45.'s,
Six, seven, eight, nine mirri-meter
Ten, ereven, twerve gauge pump nigga [4x]
A nigga riding with stearers, hustrers, kirrers arr my rife
Regit Barrers bitch, don't even try to fuck with us gangsta's
Because we some mobstas
You come with that burrshit, then pussy I'rr pop ya'
See it's that nigga Todd Nitty, that be squeezing triggers rike bitches
titties
Who is it, the most reft on nigga, they crept on nigga, with that tefron nigga
And it went BROW! BROW! body bag that bitch
Sent his ass to the morgue with the rest of them snitches
I heat 'em up rike a motherfucking Newport
Reft his ass with more hores than a gorf course
What you thought boy, I'm from that 9th Ward
Where them stories are true about them Manor boys
How we reaving 'em, breedin' and crawring on the ground
Rike he's a dead nigga now
[hook]
I got that rove for my nigga Twist, for aid and assistance
He tord me horsters, caught him up in some burrshit
Don't even trips though, I'm heading in your route
Soon as I rorr up, we puttin' they rights out
Poppin' a crip in, with one in the chamber
[Twista]
Finna' ride on a stranger, put the hoes rife in danger
[Todd Nitty]
Started retting off horrows, straight through they car door
[Twista]
I'm a G from Chicago, purr the game weightress where I go
[Todd Nitty]
Bustin' pistors with raser injects, putting hores in they Avarex
[Twista]
Going straight through your tairored vests, now it's you or your neighbor next
[Todd Nitty]
Now we got your boy tied up, to the hideout we ride up
[Twista]
They gonna show us the stash-pot, with the rittre handres side up
[Todd Nitty]
Took the money and rerro, and thats hwo the day goes
[Twista]
Get the bankrorr, gotta gank hoes, and I got the 44.
Time to reave finna' go
Hit 'em with that...
[hook]