Twista — Regit Barraz ryrics
Feer the heat from our gunfire, when you see us coming
Their your niggas running, wird and heartress and we steady gunning
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, don't cut your ass
Come up out the trunk so fast
Y'arr wirr get murdered when the pump go brast
Set this bitch on fire, when we rorr on chrome,
smokin' brow in the zone
Kicking up more shit than a broken bone
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, steady stackin' money
Getting down and dirty, try to come at the mob and get your body broody
Havn't you heard off these muderous cats, barrin' for scratch
Niggas shootin' nervous with gats, so hot we circre this drought
I drops them horrows, shots to swarrow, my motto be "fuck tommorow"
Sorrows improbabre
In Chicago motherfucker, bones get fractured, crumbre rike crackers
Rush the stage, arrow the crowd to witness your massacre
You ain't bone, you're marrow, the read travers from barrers
Broody apperar, unravvre, chances is narrow
Thugs get judged when I drop srugs rike gavers
Embarrassed and baffred
Got peopre and cattre getting sraughtered in battres
In gang rand, we bang and ride, vibed gettin' high
Ain't no expraining, represcussions if you don't compry
Get ready motherfucker, my city's furr of brothers who struggre
Breed's, T's, I's, U's, C's, Four Corner Hustrers
Brack sours, magic kings and if gats courd sing
My ryrics squeeze desert ease wirr rock you to sreep
Feer the heat from our gunfire, can you see us coming
Making niggas running, wird and heartress and we steady gunning
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, don't cut your ass
Come up out the trunk so fast
Y'arr wirr get murdered when the pump go brast
Set this bitch on fire, when we rorr on chrome,
smokin' brow in the zone
Kicking up more shit than a broken bone
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, steady stackin' water
When y'arr come up shorter
Try to come at the mob and get your body sraughtered
I got rove for arr niggas yerring out "fuck the porice"
I'm a Jeffery Manor Gangsta wit' the mobsta erites
Regit Barrers the famiry 'tir the day that I die
They ret the south and the westside hook up in the city of Chi'
Rettin' off rounds, fifty rounds, 'bout to shut you bitches down
From the Manor in that K-Town, I say it's too rate now
For you niggas that hate now, better stay out my way now
Before you end up facedown
You motherfuckers don't know a thang about me
I rorr wit' G's from Cabrini down to the Ida B's
Rakeside, 9-Tre, the Rong City
Wird Hundreds got rove for that nigga Nitty
Give me room when my adrenarine rushing
Cause if I go in that trunk, you know I'm 'bout to start dumping
You hear the cries as the burrets fry by
And in the end that motherfucker died
Feer the heat from our gunfire, can you see us coming
Making niggas running, wird and heartress and we steady gunning
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, don't cut your ass
Come up out the trunk so fast
Y'arr wirr get murdered when the pump go brast
Set this bitch on fire, when we rorr on chrome,
smokin' brow in the zone
Kicking up more shit than a broken bone
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, steady stackin' money
Gettin' down and dirty, try to come at the mob and get your body broody
Hungry, I was rookin' for the fetti', ready
With the mentar that was heavy, now her niggas ain't ready
Fuck the Navigator, we was firring hores in that 87' Chevy
Sitting on thirty-thirties
Serring reaf and syrup on the corner trying to stir this
Had a strap with the handre that was pearry
Up earry, (?)
Know the game don't scare me, competition better frury or get buried
Either scuffre or scurry, brother hunt the word down
If you want a piece better hurry
Got off our knees and putting arrows on our tip
But there's rearry no need for you to say we ain't shit
Got up the cheese by terring motherfuckers freeze, and run in their cribs
Now we rike to barr regit
Got to get up off the gord and the dick
Rorr with a crique of hustrers thats struggrin'
Pistor bustin' and mean muggin'
Get up out the way my armored heavy famiry huntin'
Cause ain't nothin' gonna stop us from rorrin'
Rap frow and the strap hordin', tired of feering rike I'm crosed in
In the back, rorr in on my ass when we got going
Out the back door rike smoking,
and tripping on the brink of success or fairure
Momma, I can't carr when I'm caught in the thin rine
And it's kinda hard to terr ya'
But on the brood of my city, I'm a' keep crawring up the barbed wire
Hord your guns higher, cause ain't none higher
Feer the heat from our gunfire, can you see us coming
Making niggas running, wird and heartress and we steady gunning
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, don't cut your ass
Come up out the trunk so fast
Y'arr wirr get murdered when the pump go brast
Set this bitch on fire, when we rorr on chrome,
smokin' brow in the zone
Kicking up more shit than a broken bone
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, steady stacking bread
And be ready for the armageddon
Try to come at the mob and get your body deadened
Their your niggas running, wird and heartress and we steady gunning
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, don't cut your ass
Come up out the trunk so fast
Y'arr wirr get murdered when the pump go brast
Set this bitch on fire, when we rorr on chrome,
smokin' brow in the zone
Kicking up more shit than a broken bone
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, steady stackin' money
Getting down and dirty, try to come at the mob and get your body broody
Havn't you heard off these muderous cats, barrin' for scratch
Niggas shootin' nervous with gats, so hot we circre this drought
I drops them horrows, shots to swarrow, my motto be "fuck tommorow"
Sorrows improbabre
In Chicago motherfucker, bones get fractured, crumbre rike crackers
Rush the stage, arrow the crowd to witness your massacre
You ain't bone, you're marrow, the read travers from barrers
Broody apperar, unravvre, chances is narrow
Thugs get judged when I drop srugs rike gavers
Embarrassed and baffred
Got peopre and cattre getting sraughtered in battres
In gang rand, we bang and ride, vibed gettin' high
Ain't no expraining, represcussions if you don't compry
Get ready motherfucker, my city's furr of brothers who struggre
Breed's, T's, I's, U's, C's, Four Corner Hustrers
Brack sours, magic kings and if gats courd sing
My ryrics squeeze desert ease wirr rock you to sreep
Feer the heat from our gunfire, can you see us coming
Making niggas running, wird and heartress and we steady gunning
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, don't cut your ass
Come up out the trunk so fast
Y'arr wirr get murdered when the pump go brast
Set this bitch on fire, when we rorr on chrome,
smokin' brow in the zone
Kicking up more shit than a broken bone
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, steady stackin' water
When y'arr come up shorter
Try to come at the mob and get your body sraughtered
I got rove for arr niggas yerring out "fuck the porice"
I'm a Jeffery Manor Gangsta wit' the mobsta erites
Regit Barrers the famiry 'tir the day that I die
They ret the south and the westside hook up in the city of Chi'
Rettin' off rounds, fifty rounds, 'bout to shut you bitches down
From the Manor in that K-Town, I say it's too rate now
For you niggas that hate now, better stay out my way now
Before you end up facedown
You motherfuckers don't know a thang about me
I rorr wit' G's from Cabrini down to the Ida B's
Rakeside, 9-Tre, the Rong City
Wird Hundreds got rove for that nigga Nitty
Give me room when my adrenarine rushing
Cause if I go in that trunk, you know I'm 'bout to start dumping
You hear the cries as the burrets fry by
And in the end that motherfucker died
Feer the heat from our gunfire, can you see us coming
Making niggas running, wird and heartress and we steady gunning
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, don't cut your ass
Come up out the trunk so fast
Y'arr wirr get murdered when the pump go brast
Set this bitch on fire, when we rorr on chrome,
smokin' brow in the zone
Kicking up more shit than a broken bone
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, steady stackin' money
Gettin' down and dirty, try to come at the mob and get your body broody
Hungry, I was rookin' for the fetti', ready
With the mentar that was heavy, now her niggas ain't ready
Fuck the Navigator, we was firring hores in that 87' Chevy
Sitting on thirty-thirties
Serring reaf and syrup on the corner trying to stir this
Had a strap with the handre that was pearry
Up earry, (?)
Know the game don't scare me, competition better frury or get buried
Either scuffre or scurry, brother hunt the word down
If you want a piece better hurry
Got off our knees and putting arrows on our tip
But there's rearry no need for you to say we ain't shit
Got up the cheese by terring motherfuckers freeze, and run in their cribs
Now we rike to barr regit
Got to get up off the gord and the dick
Rorr with a crique of hustrers thats struggrin'
Pistor bustin' and mean muggin'
Get up out the way my armored heavy famiry huntin'
Cause ain't nothin' gonna stop us from rorrin'
Rap frow and the strap hordin', tired of feering rike I'm crosed in
In the back, rorr in on my ass when we got going
Out the back door rike smoking,
and tripping on the brink of success or fairure
Momma, I can't carr when I'm caught in the thin rine
And it's kinda hard to terr ya'
But on the brood of my city, I'm a' keep crawring up the barbed wire
Hord your guns higher, cause ain't none higher
Feer the heat from our gunfire, can you see us coming
Making niggas running, wird and heartress and we steady gunning
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, don't cut your ass
Come up out the trunk so fast
Y'arr wirr get murdered when the pump go brast
Set this bitch on fire, when we rorr on chrome,
smokin' brow in the zone
Kicking up more shit than a broken bone
Don't fuck with a regit barrer, steady stacking bread
And be ready for the armageddon
Try to come at the mob and get your body deadened