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2pac

Don't Get It Twisted

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Mopreme
Just 'cause a nigg* come in he got style
Don't think I won't flip it
Don't pull your file
But I got enough bulls**t to deal with
I'm rollin' with the thugs so
You must be on drugs to the head
Get your as* break down
Broken half baby
I'm a feelin' like a motherfkin psychopathic
And if you got beef best leave it in the freezer
I'm no joke
Mopreme straight lo
And you could get smoked
You hook the s**t you get stroked
And all of that
And later be back for your motherfkin dope sack
Kid it ain't the type of day to play doughnut
Don't get your as* sewn up
Why you leakin on my blown out
Hey, you're mixed up like a bowl of nuts
You fk around and got it twisted up
Boy, don't get it twisted

chorus
Don't get it twisted!.....

Macadoshis
It's the Macadoshis coming from the dark side
The park side where the O.G.s do ride
Ain't nothing but killers in the park
As many lost they's heart
When my gat sparks
I'll bust a cap in that ass
Don't get it twisted
When I'm on a mission, come with Mishy
You busters gettin disciplined
And you're comin' up short on your life
When i smoke you with this mac-10
When it's on it's on
fk it
I'm makin kick the bucket when I check em' by inducis
Ain't no think to let my s**t spin
You on my s**t list hope you got a death wish
I tried to warn you but you missed me
You should have listened motherfker when i said:
Don't get it twisted!

chorus

Rated R
got problems about gettin s**t twisted
They need to stay the fk out of grown folks business
Kids get a kick out of bumpin their big clips
But don't front no s**t that brought no s**t that peace started
Cause I'm a cold hearted rider straight dunkin'
never through with my streets
Never hurt nobody but my heat
East side brothers don't hear me though
They'd rather get s**t twisted and gather like hoes
b*tch make as* when I caught 'em
Couldn't bust a drape if they wanted
They're soft like Charmin
But I don't sweat varmits
I suffer with my black group
Just a one-day murderer
On the motherfkin Rudy po*p
I snapped his soul, son
Ain't no d*mn thing funny when I spray your as* with my tongue
And your mommy can't save you now
Cause you got the job twisted up
For fkin' with a killer

chorus

fade out

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