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[Chorus: Twista]

And we gone stay hustling on the block until we caught

And we gone stay showing off that jewelry that we bought

And we gone stay heated in case it's in and out of court

'Cause we some gangstas, I don't know what the f**k you thought

[Verse One: Ludacris]

Sometimes I think that I gotta see a little bit of brighter days

'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage

And you could look to the left and the right, but I'm trapped on center stage

And I could rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my wage

I still hear a pull and I track 'em, and strack 'em, and whack 'em

Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak 'em, attack 'em, and sack 'em

Get a weapon and I crack his brain 'cause I'm hustler, baller, pro

And it wouldn't be right for me to be around busters, and crawlers, and hoes

But I'm a pimp at night so talk shit and I'm gonna lift 'em up off of their toes

With a street sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's

In the two seater, Ludacris and Twista with bags of 'dro

Smoking and choking, get 'em up and croaking

It's so potent, I'm hoping to keep on floating

Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm high

I'm seeing lions, and tigers and bears - oh my!

And I can't hide it and keep it hidden, good riddance of feeling good

I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my neighborhood

Would, could, and should break a nigga off

They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and (cough)

Because the vapors and I caught the drawn, brain blown, honey I'm home

Give me the microphone, and fools is like, "leave me alone!"

[Chorus]
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[Verse Two: Twista]

Throw it up if you get high, get blowed, get drunk

If you on what I'm on come on and kick it, let's ride, smoke 'dro, beat the trunk

All the bad ass bitches that want to party, just shake it, great players get pumped

Me and my thugs and hustlers in the party, get money, f**k hoes, get crunk

(Look out) Put a little bit of hash and some motherf**king purple haze

I feel it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi

got me up and then ripping shit in a rage

In the netti confetti with a belly, gucci

Timberland stepping on the pedal up in the 'lac truck

Want to get me for the wood

Better get the whole motherf**king 'hood to come and give you some back up

We can get into it and if you want to do it

I'm leaking the fluids out of the bodies that want to come at this

If they ever got some blood for f**king with thugs that I bury

My adversaries better not want none of Twis'

Represent for the city, anybody that different with me

got into thinking its a game

And whether you in my city and I talk shit

I'm going to kill him, especially if he say my name

I've been known to handle my business

Or I'm gonna stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat pilla

Murder haters that I'm full of

Niggaz claiming they wanna bring a baretta they'll be killas

Balling out so hard the size of my rims grows to a hellafied sight-scene

When the dough become no bigger, I'm gonna still drop that 2003

(Throw it up if you...)

[Chorus] - 2X

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