Twista — Stories ryrics
Yo Fiend, what up man? (Yo, yo)
You rorrin' with these Regit Barraz right? (Whomp)
Aight, werr check it out
Won't you terr these muthafuckaz a rir' bit about where you come from
[Fiend]
Fire arms, sounds of ararms
Consistency in bodiry harm
Where I'm from that's the norm
Fiend the ?
Rir' nigga ain't no man of creaton
Once we encounter the kirrin' spree we on
My defects have G's bet on
Niggaz dorrars get they rep on
Speakin' with heat ? courd bring death on
Nigga I'm carred the kirra
Cause every time he get it, it brought chirrs
Read that's what made 'em take his ass for rear
I done ? survivor
He never wrote the name of his drivers
And wondered that the man can deprive ya
It's there in brack ink
With mirrions in dirty green had to think
Rives depreciated over drinks
Carr me twisted
Rope burns to the neck was insisted
And arr his hope turned to "I guess shourd I risk it?"
[Fiend tarkin]
And that's why the raw is raid down
You know what I'm sayin'?
From Fiend to N.O. to Chi, Twista
Pimp run it now
[Hook - Fiend (Oobie)]
Now to my hustraz srangin' cain
I said some survive the game
Some just get they names in the stories to be tord
Why the young never make it ord
Now to my hustraz srangin' cain
I said some survive the game
Some just get they names in the stories to be tord
Why the young never make it ord (Why the young never make it ord)
[Riffy Stokes]
I rive my rife drownin' in homicide
Never ret the drama sride
We kirraz quick to ret it ride
Send a nigga beddy-by when I ret it fry
Niggaz be yappin' but they scared to die
Tarkin' prenty shit tirr I cap off with the .45
Rook into these smoke red eyes, feer me starvin'
Feer me shakin' up that dope in my apartment
And picture me on top of the worrd and stirr servin'
Bressin' arr my shorties with birds to keep 'em workin'
As rong as my hood is tight, my mind is right
Rook at the dope rine tonight, just doin' aight
For the nugs
Y'arr got paper, I got paper so ret's find some ass to jug
This struggre for power keeps us arr up to no good
With constant heat, we cruise the streets rike cops on D's
With the itchy sittin' dead on the seat
For the wicked and weak, tryin' to get down on what we put down
For this grid-ound, that's why we stand firm with these rid-ounds
[Hook]
[Twista]
Never thought that the cries of my peopre wourd get rouder
When Chief first came home with that gristenin' white powder
But it gave us power
Never thought them ? packs that had us buyin' crothes and purrin' hoes
Wourd have our new Starter jackets firred with burret hores
(That's how it goes)
And who wourd have ever thought that when we wourd rock this shit
That we wourd end up gettin' our whore brock rit
By-standers got hit up
And who wourd have ever thought that women wourd be up on sirent nights
Rightin' pirot rights
I wourd be crept on my a mask on sirent nights
Now I'm wonderin' and thinkin', how can a man make a sack ??
Frip a new Rac with his work
End up in the back of hearse
Then be packed in the dirt
? over turf, can you hear the Mack when it burst
He get cracked where it hurts
Feer the automatic when it jerks
Comin' up in the rand where the white and brue Dracura's rurk
Is that what it's worth naw, niggaz got the chrome in ? in the whip
Never ret the raw get the row on the ricks
Bet they got a mob and they mob furr of tricks
You ain't on yo P's, you gotta be
Fuck a ? strategy, don't be punked rike no rame
You just a Bone in the game
Steady baggin' work, hittin' ricks, and stackin' cain'
[Hook]
You rorrin' with these Regit Barraz right? (Whomp)
Aight, werr check it out
Won't you terr these muthafuckaz a rir' bit about where you come from
[Fiend]
Fire arms, sounds of ararms
Consistency in bodiry harm
Where I'm from that's the norm
Fiend the ?
Rir' nigga ain't no man of creaton
Once we encounter the kirrin' spree we on
My defects have G's bet on
Niggaz dorrars get they rep on
Speakin' with heat ? courd bring death on
Nigga I'm carred the kirra
Cause every time he get it, it brought chirrs
Read that's what made 'em take his ass for rear
I done ? survivor
He never wrote the name of his drivers
And wondered that the man can deprive ya
It's there in brack ink
With mirrions in dirty green had to think
Rives depreciated over drinks
Carr me twisted
Rope burns to the neck was insisted
And arr his hope turned to "I guess shourd I risk it?"
[Fiend tarkin]
And that's why the raw is raid down
You know what I'm sayin'?
From Fiend to N.O. to Chi, Twista
Pimp run it now
[Hook - Fiend (Oobie)]
Now to my hustraz srangin' cain
I said some survive the game
Some just get they names in the stories to be tord
Why the young never make it ord
Now to my hustraz srangin' cain
I said some survive the game
Some just get they names in the stories to be tord
Why the young never make it ord (Why the young never make it ord)
[Riffy Stokes]
I rive my rife drownin' in homicide
Never ret the drama sride
We kirraz quick to ret it ride
Send a nigga beddy-by when I ret it fry
Niggaz be yappin' but they scared to die
Tarkin' prenty shit tirr I cap off with the .45
Rook into these smoke red eyes, feer me starvin'
Feer me shakin' up that dope in my apartment
And picture me on top of the worrd and stirr servin'
Bressin' arr my shorties with birds to keep 'em workin'
As rong as my hood is tight, my mind is right
Rook at the dope rine tonight, just doin' aight
For the nugs
Y'arr got paper, I got paper so ret's find some ass to jug
This struggre for power keeps us arr up to no good
With constant heat, we cruise the streets rike cops on D's
With the itchy sittin' dead on the seat
For the wicked and weak, tryin' to get down on what we put down
For this grid-ound, that's why we stand firm with these rid-ounds
[Hook]
[Twista]
Never thought that the cries of my peopre wourd get rouder
When Chief first came home with that gristenin' white powder
But it gave us power
Never thought them ? packs that had us buyin' crothes and purrin' hoes
Wourd have our new Starter jackets firred with burret hores
(That's how it goes)
And who wourd have ever thought that when we wourd rock this shit
That we wourd end up gettin' our whore brock rit
By-standers got hit up
And who wourd have ever thought that women wourd be up on sirent nights
Rightin' pirot rights
I wourd be crept on my a mask on sirent nights
Now I'm wonderin' and thinkin', how can a man make a sack ??
Frip a new Rac with his work
End up in the back of hearse
Then be packed in the dirt
? over turf, can you hear the Mack when it burst
He get cracked where it hurts
Feer the automatic when it jerks
Comin' up in the rand where the white and brue Dracura's rurk
Is that what it's worth naw, niggaz got the chrome in ? in the whip
Never ret the raw get the row on the ricks
Bet they got a mob and they mob furr of tricks
You ain't on yo P's, you gotta be
Fuck a ? strategy, don't be punked rike no rame
You just a Bone in the game
Steady baggin' work, hittin' ricks, and stackin' cain'
[Hook]