livin' legend - intro - twista lyrics
[verse 1: twista]
no card, no nothing, i was hustling, i was selling game on the bus /
crutch time a little pressure n-gg- i can’t win the game in a clutch /
n-gg-s on the gram, flashing money looking like a stain gain to us /
pull up with your main thing, n-gg- i just want a brain not a gut /
then you can have the hoe back, play with me and get split like a cantaloupe /
we making hoes sick, i got the antidote, i be taking pictures whip it and dispense it on my lap /
every time that i spit it i snap, they like the rhythm, they like the p-ssion /
they like the talented rap, who f-cking with me i’m winning that stat /
she let me hit it then neck, she gon’ let my n-gg- smash that /
i ain’t lie, i ain’t got to stunt about shit, gang signs /
40 up under my shit, bang that, rim 40 all on my wrists /
my b-tch got mad so i got her the same shit, now she’s fine /
why the pussy n-gg-s got a problem with me? maybe cuz i f-cked his hoe and he saw her with me /
saw me when i pulled up and she hopped in the car with me, yeah she agreed to have a menage with me /
hook
pay in the middle of the fall, when i was aiming right at the middle of your head /
no choppers, no ars (none of that), it was 25 calibers instead /
feeling like everyday could be my last, shit i was on the mother f-cking end /
till one day i woke up, i was introduced to rapping, how to make bread /
by the time, dre dropped that chronic, it was [?] on the mood they way i spit /
every time a n-gg- wake up, i was always on another lit /
and every night i lay down, i was always on another b-tch /
that’s why i’m getting money right now, we get it in n-gg- hand over fist /
verse 2
no l’s no nothing, i was still driving, riding with a strap in the rental /
getting to it with a n-gg-, pull up on him with it hanging like a window /
100 ground [?}, lit his -ss up and [?] /
should of play your cards right, n-gg- now you got your family in the middle /
since sixteen, i was playing around with guns like a [?] /
way before i really try to be a mc, i was squeezing them b-tches till it was empty /
way before they put the charges against me, i was into rap [?] /
in the basement starving, just me, with n-body else around it was just beats /
so i had to get it, i wanted some better living, fresh out of the kettle with it /
been packing a metal with it, i’m hoping that that’ll get it /
you make a better decision, i feel like the devil with it /
stay the f-ck out of my business, i feel like i’m handling it /
scandalous, high of cannabis, rappers want to rap like this, they try to channel this /
this shit’s easy to me, i dismantle it, i’m the catalyst, somebody tell em what time it is /
hook
pay in the middle of the fall, when i was aiming right at the middle of your head /
no choppers, no ars (none of that), it was 25 calibers instead /
feeling like everyday could be my last, shit i was on the mother f-cking end /
till one day i woke up, i was introduced to rapping, how to make bread /
by the time, dre dropped that chronic, it was [?] on the mood they way i spit /
every time a n-gg- wake up, i was always on another lit /
and every night i lay down, i was always on another b-tch /
that’s why i’m getting money right now, we get it in n-gg- hand over [?] /
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