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Twinz (feat. Rubahno)

by Monsta

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Ready for war Rue how you wanna blow they spots I know some dirty thots that'll set up niggas for talkin' a lot Got a strap but I call it a muzzle Let any nigga talk and I'm poppin' off at all of they tonsils Everybody get the fuck down Rubahno walkin' 'round lettin' off rounds for anybody making sounds Dismantle Adam's apples of tattles that give me hassle My pen will rattle for any cattle that wanna battle me It'll be a cold day in hell the day I'm taken out I'll kick Satan off his throne the Bronx in the house That gold in your mouth don't mean it's a safe place If I don't knock your teeth out I'll rob your face I'll smack your face off the earth You at your place behind curtains You stepping out you get hurt Cause we're at your door like a purge I'm vicious with verses and cursin' while reversin' the hearse I'm tryna disperse who I'm versin' Make your momma regret birth I'm worse than a person with a turban Working to cave the universe in don't give a fuck like a virgin I support Monsta like Joe Pesci the mobster A brother from another mother Sending off a slug If you're wanting die try me I just do it like Nike And have your girl like Colin Kaepernick on her right knee Stan Lee couldn't write a better comic My flow is demonic Jewels on my wrist like infinity gauntlet Fuck your mumble rap Got fifty bars that'll make you get the strap Where you at Lucille will knock you off the map Try your luck cruisin' in the caddy bumpin' zero fucks Last niggas ran up got hit with a hundred bucks That's what's up So who the next to get it Cause we're the best that did it Get it off your chest can't admit it And it's yeah and you don't stop I'm still the king of Tampa carryin' washed up rappers like a fuckin' hamper Yeah and you don't stop Monsta packs the glock and Rubahno keeps the guns cocked Yeah and you don't stop We making guap nigga shut them down and open up shop Yeah and you don't stop It's still 187 on an undercover cop Fuck the police I pull up with my piece Sweep him off his feet Drag him through the concrete And sit him on his knees Pistol on his cheek Now he's beggin' please Middle of the streets Just line them up to squeeze and then repeat until they're all deceased No justice no peace It's a cold world just me and my girl Baby mama Dominicana but drama filled I love her still We robbed the rich and make 'em feel it No secret we spill it now watch me and Rue go back and forth and kill it Sleep on me I spit shots from the Lincoln All the kids in the ghetto know Rubahno undefeated My guns sick throwin' up beef and I'm still screamin' fuck the police So you should know that I really don't care Strapped and prepared The only time you bust guns is in the air So beware I'll hang you from your arteries You don't want no part of me Monsta let them know how we collaged a dream Fuck truce we ridin' deep in Tampa Street Assassins Puerto Ricans ridin' hatches passin' niggas while they speedin never crashin' Keep your tires smokin' sharp street exits Feet pressin' 93 Lexus skippin' all police checkin's Trigga city Hit 'Em Hard Rappin' niggas that can take off in a whip And bump to this while they're ridin' Honda's You better acknowledge or just pop off Until I'm killed and knocked off I'm still the king until I take my crown off We hot now like Lebron to the Lakers No love for the haters In time this world is mine Ima shine plus I'm not big to floss But like Jesus with the cross I walk the walk for my fam and my dawgs Through the storm I'm preyin' on ya predator I got nothin' to lose I promise you I'm gonna bury ya So remember this god's plan You're endin' at the top of my weapon Close your eyes and feel the Armageddon And it's yeah and you don't stop I'm still the king of Tampa carryin' washed up rappers like a fuckin' hamper Yeah and you don't stop Monsta packs the glock and Rubahno keeps the guns cocked Yeah and you don't stop We making guap nigga shut them down and open up shop Yeah and you don't stop It's still 187 on an undercover cop

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