Shawn Kemp - Twistin' lyrics

[Intro] LAPD police station Yes I'd like to report a murder, a dead body or something Where at? In the alley [Hook] x4 Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds Hangin' with my partners, tossin' 40s on the corner [Verse 1: Denzel Curry] Playa in 1999, Raven Myagi, I stay on my grind, and proceed to the shine I break out that 9, aim it and co*k it Don't f** n***a drop it, I shoot it, they pop it I lay down the line, just like a pipe Like a blunt gettin sliced at the end of a scythe Grim to the reeper, I'm bout to get deeper, Blackland, Carol City, my sh**, day and night b**h, f** a man on the moon, I'm Captain Planet, I'm plantin the shrooms Evacuate the f**in premises lyricists, evidence running with Raider Klan room All black ugly mane, just like pro meth-heads I'm makin' a stain Hoes talk that sh**, and they always run game, but when n***as beckon, they screaming yo name f** them stupid hoes Really that's the way it goes I bought Triple 6 and Outkast Greatest Hits So n***as can't touch me, a friend or a foe And, Slikk, I f**ed up yo sh**, young n***a, yo a** gone lame I'm the best outta Carol City, ever since Gunplay [Hook] x4 [Verse 2: Lil Ugly Mane] Listen young man, i can pop' you with one hand, rob you with the other Ugly mane, i go Dumb-head I'm a one man unaffiliated private institution, don't confuse it with Raider Klan is tight as nooses All black Zeus'in it gets Gruseome if you slip it Leave you emprisonned inside a chalk line around your final position Got this 40 that I'm sippin', cose it's boring with no competition I'm slidin' through the hood on these Ds that I'm twistin' This is for the playas, this is for the runners, this is for them hustlas smokin' herbs in abundance Flippin' nothin less than onions Pullin guns as big as paul Bunyon We keep it more than underground, we in a Dungeon [Hook] x4