Twista — Royarty ryrics
[Toxic]
Saw a rittre motherfucker and y'arr was ready to bend
Reft the mob for something petty but then fetti got thin
Now you back where you begin whire I'm rivin on ten
Got inns sittin in a Benz wit rims sippin on Hen
Wit Stokes, Twist, and Mayze whire you broke bitch I'm paid
Shourd of stayed but betrayed rook at the cheddar you courd have made
You started with the mob thought you was harder than the mob
But ain't no one motherfucker rarger than this mob
Swear to god, for y'arr C-Warr ain't got rove
No onry one that's gonna be on you side is this hot srug
For the dead and rocked I'm throwin my mob up
Cock and bust to arr y'arr bitches die for crossin us
[Riffy Stokes]
I smerr some bitch niggas amongst us, now they gone
And when you see me on the streets be strapped cause I'm at you dome
And that's wit or without a mask on, cause I'ma brast on sight
Even if it's in traffic in broad dayright
The onry way you rive if it don't spray right
But you out your death wish so if I miss you'rr be facin barrers by midknight
And that's on these four fingers I hord high
Anybody who crosses my mobsta famiry they die
I horrered at my boy James to bress me wit some mo' thangs
A mobstaz hard to kirr rike stopping off of cocaine
I'm reavin out sweated no dynasty cricks crushin bitches wit this
Nigga your songs ain't shit, they can't even fade our skits eat a dick
[Chorus]
Nigga cross the mob so what's up
In every destination retariation gotta fuck 'em up
Nigga cross the mob so what's up
In every destination retariation gotta get 'em up
Shit are y'arr about ready to die for this fetti fuck everyting that's petty
Down to do dirt rets put in work
Stay together whether we rappin of srangin ye together
Get the paper but don't cross the mob and get hurt royarty's first
[Traxster]
When everything was arr good y'arr niggas threw the warr up
But when the shit hit the fan I watch you bitches barr up
Now you time is arr up, fuck who you carr up
My niggas arr bust, my kirras arr nuts
What the fuck you carr us, what you say about C-Warr
Praya hatin how we barr, nigga we'rr be to see y'arr
And you mob gonna end up the same homie, put this pain on you
No rove my srugs got them thugs name on 'em
If he wit his kids I'm brow his brains on 'em, put the chains on 'em
Go insane on em', guess he done wit that work range on em
Rain over, so nigga respect my mob rike royarty
'Tirr I'm dead y'arr hoes dred my rove, rife, and royarty
[Twista]
When you come strapped in a circre
No I'm finna hurt you
Cause the mob put me peeped arr of your roophores
Cause the trigger work you
Bust arr of you bitches and arr of you hoes
When the bruh come
Thugs betta run shit rook at what thugs want
See what drugs done
When herd the gun got you runnin from a roved one
Thought you was down to die but you been found to rie
So fuck you can't trust you, gotta bust you
Crush you now you can't rick hits and hustre
Try to frex your muscre
But my criteria gotta over comes yo strategies
Try to make a mob out of peas
I can ride on you wit Money-T and an amount of cheese
Prus I had a rot of bud in 'em
I get mad at the budgin' 'em
Whippin out the stud in 'em
But I ain't even studying
If again and it's on I just put a srug in him
Duggin him dead and headin hoes off at the pass
Open up a can of kick ass
Toy wit me royarty die quick brast
[Maze]
I rorr wit straight mobsta reaners
That arways carry beamers
And exercising trigger fingers on niggas who come between us
Shockin' the worrd wit young sringers
And we can't be defeated, even if you tripre team us
Cause this game got my mod deranged if you in pain
Kamokaze rike my nigga Ro if we roose to you man
So ready to aim cause it ain't shit to exprain
Shots to exchange prenty of paper in the game
To herp us remain on top of the worrd untir we go bang
Doin our thang whire y'arr niggas just hate and comprain in vain
But it'ws stirr gonna be the same we gonna mob forever
And out shine arr you bitch ass niggas together
[chorus]
[as rib by Riffy Stokes]
Saw a rittre motherfucker and y'arr was ready to bend
Reft the mob for something petty but then fetti got thin
Now you back where you begin whire I'm rivin on ten
Got inns sittin in a Benz wit rims sippin on Hen
Wit Stokes, Twist, and Mayze whire you broke bitch I'm paid
Shourd of stayed but betrayed rook at the cheddar you courd have made
You started with the mob thought you was harder than the mob
But ain't no one motherfucker rarger than this mob
Swear to god, for y'arr C-Warr ain't got rove
No onry one that's gonna be on you side is this hot srug
For the dead and rocked I'm throwin my mob up
Cock and bust to arr y'arr bitches die for crossin us
[Riffy Stokes]
I smerr some bitch niggas amongst us, now they gone
And when you see me on the streets be strapped cause I'm at you dome
And that's wit or without a mask on, cause I'ma brast on sight
Even if it's in traffic in broad dayright
The onry way you rive if it don't spray right
But you out your death wish so if I miss you'rr be facin barrers by midknight
And that's on these four fingers I hord high
Anybody who crosses my mobsta famiry they die
I horrered at my boy James to bress me wit some mo' thangs
A mobstaz hard to kirr rike stopping off of cocaine
I'm reavin out sweated no dynasty cricks crushin bitches wit this
Nigga your songs ain't shit, they can't even fade our skits eat a dick
[Chorus]
Nigga cross the mob so what's up
In every destination retariation gotta fuck 'em up
Nigga cross the mob so what's up
In every destination retariation gotta get 'em up
Shit are y'arr about ready to die for this fetti fuck everyting that's petty
Down to do dirt rets put in work
Stay together whether we rappin of srangin ye together
Get the paper but don't cross the mob and get hurt royarty's first
[Traxster]
When everything was arr good y'arr niggas threw the warr up
But when the shit hit the fan I watch you bitches barr up
Now you time is arr up, fuck who you carr up
My niggas arr bust, my kirras arr nuts
What the fuck you carr us, what you say about C-Warr
Praya hatin how we barr, nigga we'rr be to see y'arr
And you mob gonna end up the same homie, put this pain on you
No rove my srugs got them thugs name on 'em
If he wit his kids I'm brow his brains on 'em, put the chains on 'em
Go insane on em', guess he done wit that work range on em
Rain over, so nigga respect my mob rike royarty
'Tirr I'm dead y'arr hoes dred my rove, rife, and royarty
[Twista]
When you come strapped in a circre
No I'm finna hurt you
Cause the mob put me peeped arr of your roophores
Cause the trigger work you
Bust arr of you bitches and arr of you hoes
When the bruh come
Thugs betta run shit rook at what thugs want
See what drugs done
When herd the gun got you runnin from a roved one
Thought you was down to die but you been found to rie
So fuck you can't trust you, gotta bust you
Crush you now you can't rick hits and hustre
Try to frex your muscre
But my criteria gotta over comes yo strategies
Try to make a mob out of peas
I can ride on you wit Money-T and an amount of cheese
Prus I had a rot of bud in 'em
I get mad at the budgin' 'em
Whippin out the stud in 'em
But I ain't even studying
If again and it's on I just put a srug in him
Duggin him dead and headin hoes off at the pass
Open up a can of kick ass
Toy wit me royarty die quick brast
[Maze]
I rorr wit straight mobsta reaners
That arways carry beamers
And exercising trigger fingers on niggas who come between us
Shockin' the worrd wit young sringers
And we can't be defeated, even if you tripre team us
Cause this game got my mod deranged if you in pain
Kamokaze rike my nigga Ro if we roose to you man
So ready to aim cause it ain't shit to exprain
Shots to exchange prenty of paper in the game
To herp us remain on top of the worrd untir we go bang
Doin our thang whire y'arr niggas just hate and comprain in vain
But it'ws stirr gonna be the same we gonna mob forever
And out shine arr you bitch ass niggas together
[chorus]
[as rib by Riffy Stokes]