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Mobb Deep

Mobb Deep

Got It Twisted

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M.O.B.B. nigg* yeah a huh
Uh yeah cmon now yeah yo yo

Aint no party once we crash the party
Imma squeeze shorty then vacate the party
You keep grillin Ill pump pump the shotty
Put you in the trunk then dump dump the body
nigg* you dont know you betta ask somebody
Yall get down we gonna clash prob'ly
Peel snowflake out of the abercrombie
Im tryin to rip Britney so I made Jive sign me
nigg* catch me in tha club with a double lead banger
Im the wrong one to fk with
Now I know the promoters im in with the musket
Pound of the haze and a box of dutches
High to the cottonmouth
Paranoid make the wrong move b*tch and your as* is out
Like M.O.P. nigg* Ill mash you out
If I can't get your here, swing by your house (motherfker)

Chorus
Ya'll got it twisted huh?
That liquor up in your U-Charged (U-Charge)
That truth come out when you drunk
Your as* wont make it to see tomorrow
Ya'll got it twisted huh?
That liquor up in your U-Charged (U-Charge)
That truth come out when you drunk
Your as* wont make it to see tomorrow

Bridge
We step up in the club with one thing
On our mind thats leave with something
Get rid of that ring get rid of those cuffs
We about to...girl
We about to...girl
We about to...girl (girl)
We about to...girl
We about to...girl (girl)

Yo, party over here aint s**t over there
The Mobb Deep boys got it locked right here
Wherever we at we keep the cliqs right there
So where ever theres beef is gettin fixed right there
And they cant stop us, they too scared
They know a caliber thug shoot at heads nigg*
Q.B. drop you off at that bridge (bye bye)
Show you how we do it in Queens
Murder aint s**t nigg*
This is P talking show you where I live
You come right to my crib (cmon) and get a fo shizz
There'll be manslaughter right in front of my kids
A little blood get on my daughter, thats nothing she'll live (just whipe that off)
Got cops shoot to death of us
We dont like D's
You never catch us runnin with the police (nope)
Ya'll get ya'll vests up
And ya'll better invest in some real heavy bulletproof paneling

Chorus
Ya'll got it twisted huh?
That liquor up in your U-Charged (U-Charge)
That truth come out when you drunk
Your as* wont make it to see tomorrow
Ya'll got it twisted huh?
That liquor up in your U-Charged (U-Charge)
That truth come out when you drunk
Your as* wont make it to see tomorrow

We step up in the club with one thing
On our mind thats leave with something
Get rid of that ring get rid of those cuffs
We about to...girl
We about to...girl
We about to...girl (girl)
We about to...girl
We about to...girl (girl)

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