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Da 5'9"]

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

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

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

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

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

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