Twista Ft. Bizzy Bone - Money (Remix) (Prod. by Zee) | Текст песни

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• Twista Ft. Bizzy Bone
• Money (Remix) (Prod. by Zee)

[Twista]
You knocked out by the Windy City southpaw
No cookin in the kitchen homie we put out raw
Midwest outlaw, fuck with it? I doubt y'all
Somewhere between Chi-Town and Cleveland is where they found y'all
Rollin through the alley in a Caddy
throwin cali's at the haters, oh what a pity
When they hit a nigga gristle rockin city after city
they gon' ask, "Is he doin it with Bizzy?"
And you know why they done that (why?)
Because we two of the coldest motherfuckers
to spit these fast lyrics on one track
Buck 'em with a lyrical bullet in the body
because I gotta get the fire know the shit don't stop
Pull up in a Lamborghini or the Ferrari
other one gotta get the props so I gotta get the drop
Gotta get the dough and get the money money
I could really feel it when I hear they comin for me
Try to get it if you think you feelin kinda lucky
Twin glocks so you know you better bring a buddy
And I got the ammunition for anybody
that wanna go against the Midwest Militia
A whole cripple the competition for Bizzy
A whole cripple the competition for Twista
A whole cripple the world because it's us against it
and the shit about the get ugly
The static come and hit 'em with the automatic
runnin through borough after murder but I'ma go and so I gotta get

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
Buck buck buck buuuuuuck!

Me and my brother Twista gettin it crunk
and drinkin that Goosey, with 'em a brew
Doin whatever we wanna do, get to the club, ain't nobody knew
Thought that we beefin they try to divide the truth
Talk about who really started the style
How 'bout everyone livin in harmony, look at the army now
General 7, the belly is purest and we gonna get it at heaven
We dancin our way to the gates, if you comin with me we'll need every Muslim
We human, we're all in the brethren
Veteran deep in the city I pity the fool who jump out of this fake
What do I look like massagin the thought
when they come with the matrix and say that we 'fraid
We'll never break, 'member that conny and Twista
we're gonna go through the fire
Never expire, give it the way that they want it
they'll front on you if you tired (what about)
Money you tell me what's money to you, pay for the rappers and corporates
The office that burn wood, but the burn good and t