No-torious
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Spit your game, talk your shit!
Grab your gat! 
Spit your game, talk your shit
Grab your gat! 
Spit you game, talk your shit 
Grab your gat, call your click 
Spit your game, talk your shit 
Grab your gat, call you click 
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one 
Pass that weed, I gotsta light one 
Pass that weed, I gotsta light one 
Spit your game, talk your shit
Grab your gat, call your click
Spit your game, talk your shit
Grab your gat, call your click
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
Pass that weed I gotsta light one
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
Pass that weed I gotsta light one
Amred and dangerous, aint too many can bang wit us
Straight up weed, no angel dust - label us Notorious
Thug ass niggas that love to bust, its stange to us
Yall niggas be scramblin, gamblin
Up in resturaunts with mandolins, and violins
We just sittin here tryin to win - tryin not to sin
High off weed and lots of gin
So much smoke need oxygen, steadily countin them Benjamins
Nigga you should too, if you knew, what this gamell do to you
Been in this shit sincе ninety-two
Look at all the bullshit I been through
So-called beef with you-know-who
Fuckеd a few female stars or two
Nigga, blue light, nigga, move like Mike
Shit - Not to be fucked wit; Motherfuckers better duck quick
Me and my dogs love to buck shit
Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim
No aspirations to quit the game
Spit your game, talk your shit
Grab your gat, call your click
Spit your game, talk your shit
Grab your gat, call your click
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
Pass that weed I gotsta light one
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
Pass that weed I gotsta light one
 Ladies and gentlemen! Twista!
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Makin money, livin marvelous, In God we trust
Dont too many niggas wanna star wit us
Got big guns in the car wit us
Bust at any motherfucker actin hard wit us
They really wanna show you what a G I be
Id rater be sippin Remy in V.I.P
We can hear the music and itll be by me
Twista wit the legendary nigga, B.I.G
Brooklyn to K-Town, whe you checkin out the flow
You know its gon reign wit persistence
Two legends on the same track
Two different planes of existence
Lets get it crackin, I love to bust flows
Hit it from the back, cause I love to fuck ho
Do it for the city, I love Chicago
Calicos bumpin, I love to bust dough
You think you could spit on the mic
Like you Bigge and flow just as stead as I?
Shit is real, you know you love em
Youu aint got ready to die
Life After Death give it to you
However you want it nigga!
Got The Day After - give it to you
However you want it nigga!
Cause the shitll get deep
So I carry big heat
Screamin Come and get me
Twista & Biggie on a Swizz Beat 
Free mills, I love to make one
All these cars, I love to ride one
All these hoes, I love to cut one
A tribute to Big, I love to bust one
Spit your game, talk your shit
Grab your gat, call your click
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
Pass that weed, I got to light one
All them niggas, I got to fight one
All them hoes, I got to like one
Our situation is a tight one
Whatcha you gonna do - fight or run?
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In the middle of the hour niggas bring
More drama then they baby mamas
Nigga wanna battle? Well, Ill bomb ya - One man
But attack like a pack of piranhas like Terra-Cotta
Niggas always ready for the war 
But they really dont wanna see a nigga though
We can do em in a minute, then we finish wit em
Hit em wit the feelin of a nigga wit a suck ass flow
Doin it wit Swizz - Oh No!
You niggas in sone tro-ou-ble
Somebody better call po-po
Its gonna be murder when I get to swevin em verbally {yeah!}
Nigga you hard of me, wig splitter
Killa nigga - word to me!
And Im classic, like Bird & Magic
Wit a tactic to snatch it
Strap back and stack some platinum
Double on the mag random
Wit the bullets I brand em
Finna hold the game ransom
Runnin up in your mansion
Catch the man and blas them cannons
Niggas aint ready for this one cause
Im on a mission to get even, better believe it
Im heavily heated, its easy to see me
If you want to see me, let that be the reason
2006! Come On!
Bad Boys! Come On!
Bad Boys! Come On!
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Damon Dash shoulda did Ultimate Hustler about me
Im a little bit of Scarface, Pac, and B.I.G
Come to me if you lookin for that raw shit of the corner
If you ask about who run the South, Im somethin like the owner 
Somethin like one of the rawess niggas ever to touch the mic
Diddy stayin mad at me, Im gettin high and missin the fight 
At the hotel wit a couple of banks, gettin right
Gettin lit, gettin full of that light green sticky shit 
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Get that cheese, get that dough, about to leave, pimp a ho 
MJGs at the back do, infared is aimin at yo - head 
Make a move and you dead! Tryin to prove you ain scared
Shut your mouth, come from off of that bread, come out from under that bed
Hit the block, count that cash, hit the spot, hit the stash
Dont run out, never never, keep it sweatin, make it last
Forever, we be keepin that heat, from underneat that seat
Look at all the bullshit I been through, but I still keep it street! 
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You just heard the sounds of Twista!
8 Ball & MJG! Bone Thugs-N-Harmony!
B.I.G. Theres only one crown, man!