Twista

Twista - Clappin' lyrics

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[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Killers on deck, my semi's up to bat

My money on first, and my niggaz in the back

Don't be surprised nigga if we start blastin

We get it, we get it, we get it clappin



[Twista]

I got the whole team ready for whatever

We gettin money so I could be never scared to face y'all

Killers on deck, money on first, semi up to bat

I guess it's a deadly game of baseball

Motherfuckers is snitchin and bitchin to authority

who would do whatever to get you to court

These niggaz juiced up on steroids

and this is the Mitchell Report

Performance enhancement drugs

will make a nigga wanna take a chance with slugs

Try to stick a nigga up for extortion

because you workin on a tip, they scandalous

Ain't no runnin over here takin nothin

cause we gon' get to bustin if they don't explain they self

These killers late '80s babies

They don't honor shit, and yo' mayne in jail

Better come over here like a hyper asked for white

Don't be comin like a G and try to ask for turf

Semi-automatic'll send you to the afterlife

Holier dome lookin like after-birth

Took a stand but you thought I woulda ran

if I didn't understand the plan because I can I can

Couldn't talk man-to-man

but now yo' momma cryin in the ambulance ("My baby!")

When he was teachin I wasn't to hold you miss the preliminary

so now yo' body layin in the cemetery

Now your family reminiscin and sayin you shoulda listened

whenever they lookin at yo' obituary

Told you we got the game on lock

We the champions of the league, we be ready to bleed

If you wanna get it crackin you're gonna be comin after when I bust

I make 'em back up [?] because I got the



[Chorus w/ ad libs]



[Twista]

The only way that I could be on my empire

is if I was callin the shots like I'm the umpire

And I got the bitches callin the pimps sire

but if I go out on the block it's only gunfire

Thinkin you can make it to the ninth inning

but the whole game is another level and dimension

Like when the niggaz put you on the pedestal

attention quickly turn into medical attention

Plenty whips you probably be in

cause you got that right block

Talkin shit like Ozzie Guillén

cause you got that (White Sox)

'Til you suffer consequences and repercussions

because of a homie who was snitchin and walkin with the law

Now you ain't tippin no more, but you be thinkin you hard

so you gon' try to take it from another nigga? Naw

Now you come up for the money like you Iron Man

when you should've just asked politely

Now I let it rip, cause I got the clip

then my metal bitch, and I call her Aphrodite

Motherfucker I'm alpha mighty

You think I'ma let you just take my guap?

Round here we put a bullet in the head of pinch hitters

nigga you can't take my spot

Cause I know you can't take my Glock

If you come at me I gotta make that pop

I get money, you put hundred dollar bills over the ones

nigga you gotta fake my knot

You ain't gon' be able to make that stop

but I could make a bitch make that drop...



[Chorus - repeat 2X]

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Language: English

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