Mobb Deep Lyrics

Album: Amerikaz Nightmare

Got It Twisted Lyrics

M.O.B.B. nigga yeah a huh

 Uh yeah cmon now yeah yo yo 

 

 Aint no party once we crash the party

 Imma squeeze shorty then vacate the party

 You keep grillin I’ll pump pump the shotty

 Put you in the trunk then dump dump the body

 Nigga you don’t know you betta ask somebody

 Ya’ll get down we gonna clash prob'ly

 Builty snowflake out of the ampacomby

 I’m tryin to rip Britney so I made Jive sign me

 Nigga catch me in tha club with a double lead banger

 Im the wrong one to fuck with

 Now I know the promoters im in with the musket

 Pound of the haze and a box of dutches

 High to the cottonmouth 

 Paranoid make the wrong move bitch and your ass is out

 Like M.O.P. nigga I’ll mash you out

 If I can't get your head swing by your house (motherfucker)

 

 [Chorus]

 Ya'll niggas got it twisted huh?

 That liquor up in your U-Charge (U-Charge)

 That truth come out when you drunk

 Your ass won’t make it to see tomorrow

 Ya'll niggas got it twisted huh?

 That liquor up in your U-Charge (U-Charge)

 That truth come out when you drunk

 Your ass won’t make it to see tomorrow

 

 [Bridge]

 We step up in the club with one thing 

 On our mind that’s leave with something

 Get rid of that ring get rid of those cuffs

 We about to...girl

 We about to...girl

 We about to...girl (girl)

 We about to...girl

 We about to...girl (girl)

 

 Yo, party over here aint shit over there

 The Mobb Deep boys got it locked right here

 Wherever we at we keep the cliqs right there

 So where ever there’s beef is gettin fixed right there

 And they can’t stop us, they too scared

 They know a caliber thug shoot at heads nigga

 Q.B. drop you off at that bridge (bye bye)

 Show you how we do it in Queens 

 Murder aint shit nigga

 This is P talking show you where I live 

 You come right through my crib (cmon) and get a few seers 

 There'll be manslaughter right in front of my kids

 A little blood get on my daughter, that’s nothing she'll live (just whipe that off)

 Got cops shoot to death of us

 We don’t like D's

 You never catch us runnin with the police (nope)

 Ya'll niggas get ya'll vests up

 And ya'll better invest in some real heavy bulletproof paneling

 

 [Chorus]

 Ya'll niggas got it twisted huh?

 That liquor up in your U-Charge (U-Charge)

 That truth come out when you drunk

 Your ass won’t make it to see tomorrow

 Ya'll niggas got it twisted huh?

 That liquor up in your U-Charge (U-Charge)

 That truth come out when you drunk

 Your ass won’t make it to see tomorrow

 

 We step up in the club with one thing 

 On our mind that’s leave with something

 Get rid of that ring get rid of those cuffs

 We about to...girl

 We about to...girl

 We about to...girl (girl)

 We about to...girl

 We about to...girl (girl)