Krayzie Bone Getchu Twisted Remix Letras:
-Intro-Krayzie- Guess who's back? -Chorus-Krayzie-
Let me get 'chu twisted man/ Give me some Henn,
give me some Gin Krayzie Bone You see me hit the
ground runnin' a hundred miles, and still gunnin'/
I might be the coldest nigga that ever done it/ I
hit em with the bullet they give the pay, money,
the same time in the game ya can't touch this/
Smooth with the roughness thuggish ruggish/ I put
a lil' bit of singing with it and they love it,
rugged/ Put 'em all in the bucket/ Busted, lyrical
killa to get dusted (Dusted) I can tell how you
bite my style, you can mean good/ But I'm gonna
shut 'em all down (All down) All ya'll fall down,
Mister Sawed-Off, raw dawg, I'm tellin' ya'll now
(Ya'll now) Ya'll better get ready for Ball'R
Records and ThugLine/ Caught up in the rapture, we
got ya just after one rhyme/ Anybody wanna get it
on? Any wanna see the Bone Bone? We can take it to
the middle of the floor (Yo') Harass them niggas,
get up in em like the po-po's/ Still flow, so
cold/ Krayzie's Techs are raisin' at ya/ Aimed
exactly at 'cha, got'cha/ Shots will drop ya, fade
ya proper/ Rock the spot and make ya holler
"Dollar bill yall"/ Make a mill with my
real dogs/ Wet it down niggas, and I feel yall/
Nigga kick it with the trill always gotta chill
with a ill squad/ That'll really feel ya'll,
ya'll, ya'll/ Bone still doin' it to 'em, no
matter who in the room or who in the build/ No
matter who close the show, you ask the party
people who stole the dough, they know
-Chorus-Krayzie- Wish Bone Now into the land of
thugs, doin' it flowin' and singin'/ No matter
what we breathe, it's raw with no flaws, better
handle ya'lls/ Who the niggas done changed the
game? Who the niggas got screamin' out
"Thugsta thugsta" mic, yes, we murda
flows/ Don't wanna, but let it go/ Believe me, I'm
serious dawg/ You straight from the hood, good/
I'm thug, we in every hood/ They don't really want
none, they don't want none, just get it crackin'
get it pappin' they gon' run/ I'm up early to get
my hustle on, later to get it strong and I'm gone/
Gotta take another mil for real cause I'm feelin'
like any day I might just kill somethin'/ Cause
you know that money, once you touch it, once you
feel it, gotta keep you some money/ For a nigga
thats thirsty, they pop ya then get away then ya
lucky/ We can do it like the thuggish ruggish,
what? They ain't no bitches over here, better show
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some love/ Most niggas thats skilled, straight be
hoes, but it's real over here beat him like he's
cold/ When ya say ya hot, yes I'm holdin' even
when I'm rockin' and rollin'/ Won't get it on me,
when It all goes down be the first nigga cockin'
and gunnin'/ Nine mil will reach ya, they all fall
down, straight shots will get ya/ Had to much of
that liter, now you all fucked up/ How you nigga
like that, that? -Chorus-Krayzie- Layzie Bone So
you wanna get twisted, lifted? I'm a show you who
the realest in the city of the thieves, we the
real cap peelas/ Better get back niggas, cause we
do slap niggas/ When it comes to the figgas, I'm a
go getter/ Hit around split 'em when I'm pushin'
my line money hangin' out the ass didn't get it
for crime/ Ain't worried about beef, but I do
carry a nine/ I'm a put it on your mind when ya
flippin' my mind/ Yeah yeah, St. Clair playa wit
the keys to the city, you can call me the mayor/
Give a damn about pity like this ain't fair, do I
care about you lames yall better beware/ Ain't
went nowhere, still right here/ Krayzie, Layzie,
Bizzy, Wish, and Flesh, money on the wood make the
bank go good/ Drop it like its hot, we'll see
who's the best, yes/ I must confess, I'm a
cold-blooded nigga man/ Show me if you got some
game, I'm a show you how to get some change/ Still
the fact remains, we let's em hang/ Bone will
murda your clique, hit 'em again and again with a
bottle of Hen off the rict. we murdered them
quick/ Twist them up like a pretzel, wit a
automatic weapons we let go/ From ghetto to ghetto
you better get on my level/ I'm a Bone Thug rebel
and I'm lookin' for trouble/ Twist it up like a
good double, twist it up like some fine weed/ Got
beef in the streets, you can hire me, twist 'em
like screws and plyers, B -Chorus-Krayzie- Bizzy
Bone Rock the mic, givin' the people what they
like/ I've been strugglin' hustlin' tryin' to make
it right most all my life/ And when I can pull up
next to Five O' it's just like gamblin' dice/
Seven Eleven ya'll better be ready this' Bizzy The
Kid, I'm a be here all night/ No matter what, I'm
a still support you, whenever you ready let's rock
the world/ Better believe I'm a fight for the
money, if somebody die, ya served/ You don't wanna
make good on my word, you better be worried about
my nerve/ I say we distribute the product and move
it like Nino in here, I push the bird/ Comin' a
little faster, pump out I dump out never been no
chump, I crunk out/ You don't really want none,
let's smash 'em that's how I run mine/ I'm runnin
fast past that gunline, bustin at bud for one
time/ Yeah, gotta keep it gangsta, feel my life is
in danger sometimes blaze the flame up, make your
paper/ We Bone Thug till we die, better support
it, and if you don't, when I see you just pass me
by/ Hell of a ride, hood play and I'm tryin' to be
calm man, and I'm tryin' a stay on my point for
when Satan come up out my way, hey
-Chorus-Krayzie- Recorded for the Krayzie Bone
album Gemini: Good Vs. Evil
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