ฟังเพลงDon't Get It Twisted (Explicit)

Don't Get It Twisted - Thug Life/2Pac (图派克·阿玛鲁·夏库尔)

Just 'cause a ni**a come in he got style

Don't think I won't flip it

Don't pull your file

But I got enough bullshit to deal with

I'm rollin' with the thugs so

You must be on drugs to the head

Get your a** break down

Broken half baby

I'm a feelin' like a motherf**kin psychopathic

And if you got beef best leave it in the freezer

I'm no joke

Mopreme straight lo

And you could get smoked

You hook the sh*t you get stroked

And all of that

And later be back for your motherf**kin d**e sack

Kid it ain't the type of day to play doughnut

Don't get your a** sewn up

Why you leakin on my blown out

Hey you're mixed up like a bowl of nuts

You f**k around and got it twisted up

Boy don't get it twisted

Don't get it twisted

It's the Macadoshis coming from the dark side

The park side where the O G s do ride

Ain't nothing but killers in the park

As many niggas lost they's heart

When my gat sparks

I'll bust a cap in that a**

Don't get it twisted

When I'm on a mission niggas come with Mishy

You busters gettin disciplined

And you're comin' up short on your life

When i smoke you with this mac-10

When it's on it's on

F**k it

I'm makin niggas kick the bucket when I check em' by inducis

Ain't no think to let my sh*t spin

You on my sh*t list hope you got a death wish

I tried to warn you but you missed me

You should have listened motherf**ker when i said:

Don't get it twisted

Niggas got problems about gettin sh*t twisted

They need to stay the f**k out of grown folks business

Kids get a kick out of bumpin their big clips

But don't front no sh*t that brought no sh*t that peace started

Cause I'm a cold hearted rider straight dunkin'

Never through with my streets

Never hurt nobody but my heat

East side brothers don't hear me though

They'd rather get sh*t twisted and gather like hoes

B**ch make a** niggas when I caught 'em

Couldn't bust a drape if they wanted

They're soft like Charmin

But I don't sweat varmits

I suffer with my black group

Just a one-day murderer

On the motherf**kin Rudy Poop

I snapped his soul son

Ain't no damn thing funny when I spray your a** with my tongue

And your mommy can't save you now

Cause you got the job twisted up

For f**kin' with a killer