The Come Up Twista

[Twista]
Let me take you to the wicked wicked Westside
Where them niggas carry chrome and the best die
Where we worshipin the corners that we fight for
City full of souls, breeds, gangsters and vice Lords
Bustin pistols while we runnin from the five-oh
Hit the adversaries up because we drive slow

I'm a killa mayne, standin on these corners
Hustlin for my dinna mayne, and if you try to move
Soon as I hear one shot
I'mma let the tec and desert eagle ride non-stop
If I have to I'll commit a murder just to maintain
Tell me what you thought I'm from a city where they gangbang
And I got that thang thang
Get it however you want it cop a fo' and then split
Hustle hard and work your way up 'til you holdin a brick
Cop an ounce of this 'dro I got the flyest shit in town
Bet you within a week you'll be able to get a pound
Go ahead and drop you can whip on 24's to get around
Gettin paper make me feel like... {la-da-da-dahhh-deeeee}

[Hook]
Let me see all of my gangsters come up - in Chi-Town
Let me see all of my hustlers come up - in Brooklyn
Let me see all of my riders come up - in the Bay
Let me see all of my killers come up - in Houston
Let me see all of my bitches come up - in A-T-L
Let me see all of my niggas come up - M-I-A