Twista

Twista - No Remorse lyrics

rate me

I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers

My mob's full of go getters

Go live or die by the cold niggas

Wit drama bringers ear ringers and pistol slingers with itchy fingers

Getting high on inhaling nigga smoke that lingers

Buck wild hostile we verbal barrels threw nostrils

My hollow point apostles turn living flesh into fossils

It's through gospel niggas will wet it vick Malif'll shred it

Beef on these streets only gets the best of you if you let it

Well it's that Westside nigga from K-Town always gonna stay down

Lay pounds on the table, smoking while watchin cable

I'm able to lick the shot from the porch of my block

And when the gun spray stops there's no information for cops

Nigga I'm heartless some say I role wit the forces of darkness

But the closest I burned to death is the reason that I spark this (Spark this what)

Dramafied premeditated homicide that coincides with the day you die

Cause G, I'm about to let it ride

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly,

no remorse your fuckin wit a mobsta

For fuckin wit a mobta

If you got your shit right then run and hide,

cause I got a slip quick clip on the side

For fuckin wit a mobsta

Fuck the car jack we do a body snatch

Tie niggas up in the trunk wit them rats like a mac for owning scratch

SpeedKnot's unstoppable muderin as many niggas as possible

Makin heaven a hospital, and where I'm from it's highly probable

In a Benny reefa roller street patroller stackin clips for lethal loadin

In the city where secrecy's golden

Live or die in the Chi, we kill demeanors wit inferred beamers

Death is the sinner

whether the Reaper awaits your fate with your soul on his finger

Nigga you can't retreat

When the Mobstaz greet you with bullets like Robert De Niro on Heat

And makin killin look sweet

See a nigga like Mayze break the safety I hold the clip 'till infinite

To show your definite when I make you cry blood like I broke your virginity

Shit my Mobstaz is straight cheat vs. killers for cash

Quick to stick your ass and flash this 3-80 and rainbow macs

And now you thinking of bringin that bull shit in this direction

Just cause you rap a lot don't mean you can't get a lethal injection

Picture Link the mercenary fuckin you like missionary

Position them missile carriers precision 'till them bitches buried

But a mobstaz sip on Sherries snitch niggas sing like canaries

Where we wrong be carrying clone Periyon and Herringbone

We on the streets in territory we chill come and get you chest pealed

Hot steal and banana clips standing on tip you get your flesh filled wit rhinos

Energies feel for my soul they holdin captive

Visions of living strengthy posses me lets make it happen

Smokin on sweet reef for the beat freak

Cause it's in the heat seaker of the street sweeper

Think I'm lying if you want shit is deadly as slugs

Got you swimming in the blood like sea creatures

Cause you done lit to the land of the lost

where our straps looking as pretty as bitches

But pullin up in a hearse to a church is the curse of these hideous witches

Hittin hoes wit, 44's and four by fours wit the pain of a figure four

Wounds hit you like a hit will blow

Every nigga on this track I'll pull a trigger for

If you test the rock vest, pullin slugs like a lockness

I'm a for show protect my chest

Everything in holes is what I unload and not less

Until meals make progress

Y'all niggas no who y'all be never let me see your face in my spot

While you still be facin your block I'ma be erasing you block

Snappin off like Jason on rocks tastin your knots

Cause when it's pockets for profit

I can't stop it this mob got me

If you ain't gonna pop it don't cock it

Cause if we working you, ready to us carrying clips that's reversible

Takin all our business personal diss wit a verse we all hurtin you

Bull shit aside, (Niggas is knowin I fill another wit holes and not hide)

Better role if not ride unless you hoes don't got pride

No remorse when your fuckin wit a SpeedKnot Mobsta

If you got your shit right then run and hide

Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side and drop ya

For fuckin wit a mobsta

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