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Da 5'9"]

We the best, Twist' you at c'mere
ya lye...c'mere
Extremely hard to be the king of a it's dis
A that could twist like this
A nigga that could rip any that he get
Never balk and come with a like this
Flow like dis, broke but flow for the dough like this
Never a nigga that you know like dis
Cold like dis, but ah, just me and D-Mo like dis
Respect is a must, got every in every hood checkin' for us
catch us catchin' the bus
Niggaz got whips, got loot,
Niggaz got troops, got guns, got (what)
Next big thing, iced to go with the necklace ring
out to go with the rest it seems
More or the more of the best you seen
Big buzz, rollin' with big thugs
We get in clubs you you gettin' ya shit bust
Not too many ducks is against us
If ya don't know now, know when ya lift up
Rhyme 'til I can't rhyme no more, ball 'til I ball no more
'Til I'm 5'9" no more, 'til the ice shine no more
Which ever comes first, go nigga

Who the fuck what?!
Who the fuck want what, what?!
[Twista] Playa tell me why you hatin', 'cause you the one take that a nigga that'll open you up
[Twista] You send the deck up when we holla

Da 5'9"]
One of a hundred niggaz'll my shit
bite, the other ten'll think of comin' alike
'cause my shit when it come to the mic, 99 outta 100'll
Never disrespect a nigga grippin' the tec, it's my
Put the flow in affect with my
Go to the death, flow the best, my spit - I'm sick, it's my
Try to get and niggaz is gettin' hit
You don't want that do you? It back to you
And I ain't even tryna rap to you, so my dick, it's my shit
Too many to pin ya in rap
Put a endin' to that, do the math me
Straight to the lab, we're you back
Keep goin', you know no one can last wit me
Stay armed with the biggest of arms, got bitch-niggaz alarms
Every rhyme is strictly written to
This my shit, keep word of every verse in position to launch
gone fail, never got plans of catchin' a L
I'ma prevail, whatever you yell
It's my world, else, c'mon nigga

Who the fuck what?!
Who the fuck want what, what?!
[Twista] Playa tell me why you hatin', 'cause you the one take from a nigga that'll open you up
[Twista] You send the deck up when we holla

[Royce talkin' slowly returnin'*]
Motown, uhh...
Chi-town...5'9...
Twista, let's go uhh

Tell me who the fuck what
Whatchu niggaz is ready to make the deck go up?
I cause a scene to make you throw up
Put a bullet in yo gut, bat em down and leave the cut
'cause homie you ain't got no ta,
Dat why you to a real rida like Twista, or Roysta
Let the thirty caliber ya
won't even know he hit 'til he feel his shirt suckin' the moisture
Voice ya opinion it ya to
Kick-ass winner, up dust in the middle of the arena
Subpeona muthafuckaz like the do
We'll blast shortly ya nuts and it won't be a misdemeanor
We niggaz that'll come approach ya
Shockin' ya body our Bacardi keeps all ya nerves bleedin'
Until we heard no - two undercovers,
We comin' we get the dirty they know it's servin' season
Shit is good as gone, 'cause I gotta bring the home
The petty packin' penny brushin' with the pretty pearl
Pistol, Pelle Pelle and the hoodie on
And you comin' with the shit?
Remember how we took you, you trippin' off how we did shit
Somebody me where the weed at
Some knew I was about to snap so he hid that shit
I was gone get - come hard - get crunk
Go into a thing and let the ride,
And hit niggaz from the blindside
And take the whole down with my dog 5'9
for the killaz, bustin' em off,
And comin' off so you can yo nut
I'm bout to bust yo guts
But if yo operation is hatin', who the want what?

Who the fuck what?!
Who the fuck what, want what?!
[Twista] Playa tell me why you hatin', you the one take that from a nigga that'll open you up
[Twista] You gotta the deck up when we holla
x4*

*beat continues then out*