Don't Get It Twisted (Thug Life Solo) (исполнитель: 2Pac)
(Mopreme) Just 'cause a [bad [bad word] in he got style Don't think I won't flip it Don't pull your file But I got enough [bad word] to deal with I'm rollin' with the thugs so You must be on [bad word] to the head Get your [bad word] break down Broken half baby I'm a feelin' like a [bad word] 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 [bad word] you get stroked And all of that And later be back for your [bad word] dope sack Kid it ain't the type of day to play doughnut Don't get your [bad word] sewn up Why you leakin on my blown out Hey, you're mixed up like a bowl of nuts You [bad word] around and got it twisted up Boy, don't get it twisted [bad word] Don't get it twisted!..... (Macadoshis) It's the [bad word] 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 [bad word] Don't get it twisted When I'm on a mission, [bad word] with Mishy You busters gettin disciplined And [bad word] up short on your life When i smoke you with this mac-10 When it's on it's on [bad word] it I'm makin niggas kick the bucket when I check em' by inducis Ain't no think to let my [bad word] spin You on my [bad word] list hope you got a death wish I tried to warn you but you missed me You should have listened [bad word] when i said: Don't get it twisted! [bad word] (Rated R) Niggas got problems about gettin [bad word] twisted They need to stay the [bad word] out of grown folks business Kids get a kick out of bumpin their big clips But don't front no [bad word] that brought no [bad word] 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 [bad word] twisted and gather like hoes [bad word] make [bad word] 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 [bad [bad word] [bad word] I snapped his soul, son Ain't no [bad word] thing funny when I spray your [bad word] with my tongue And your mommy can't save you now Cause you got the job twisted up For [bad word] with a killer [bad word] (fade out)