Holding Down the Game Twista

[Intro]
Chi-town balla, K-town nigga
Running through the streets with my hands on the trigger
And on the block smoking weed with hash
When I breeze pass
I'm 'bout to run through the game like I was Steve Nash

Naw naw T naw. I feel that shit man but we gotta come with some of that original Twista shit, you know
Some of that Chi-town playa shit you know you know that old shit man lets kick that shit T

Alright I got you cuz

[Verse 1]
Take a look at my Impala
Now come take a look at my Chevy Caprice
Now take a look at my platinum bu500 benz rolling through the streets
In the city of the 'Go
Shit making money is the mission
I'mma glistenin killin off the competition
Steady tipping cause of how I be pimpin hoes
Now I know just how to treat 'em cause I need 'em
I don't really got to beat 'em so we cool
As long as they bring me my money
Got 'em walkin servin ass with a passion
While I'm talkin better never see you laughin
Know I gotta show 'em ain't a damn thing funny
Twista got game
Finna spit it to 'em hard
Get your dame
Put 'em on the boulevard
Now I got her in training with my bottom bitch
She can learn a lot a shit
Like how to get it on a stroll
Be in control and shit on the other hoes
And be able to get fetti for her daddy from a lot a tricks
But the thump bumpin speakers in the trunk
Cause a nigga have to cop a little some some
Leave a nigga body slump when I let the thumpa dump
If I ever catch you fukin with the bump bump
Like a diamond I'm flawless
Ain't no fucking with rawness
When you enter my vicinity better be cautious
If you into makin money step into my office
Makin hoes close shop
My flow caine got the block hot
Two for tens got me swoopin' through the city in the drop top
Screamin out I just don't give a fuck
I'm the truth in the booth from when you see me coming through with the crew
I make you do what I do
I'm a win for the city
For the chi till I die cause theres just no givin up