Chi Town’s Finest Twista
"Chi Town’s Finest" by Twista, released in 2004, is a #HipHop track that showcases the artist's rapid-fire lyrical style. The song celebrates Chicago culture, resilience, and the hustle of urban life. Its unique elements include intricate rhymes and a catchy beat, highlighting Twista’s influence in the rap scene and his representation of the Windy City.
Nigga, I'm bout 4 seconds off yo ASS
When I get that itch, you betta pass, cause I'm ready to blast
Breakin the motherfuckers off ??? hollow-point
You ain't gonna LAST
'Cause I'm bout to fuck you STRAIGHT UP
Shit I be dippin up in the club, my milla-meter go buck
Now you bogus as fuck, shit outta luck
I'm a murder your spot in yo GUT
And roll up next side yo CRIB
Jus talkin bout shit you jus did, neva tellin the pigs
About the weapons and the work you put in to find where I hide my SHIT
Cause she was all on my DICK
Wonderin where I be hustlin and bustin niggas on the Block
Servin rocks, I was hot, but I to keep takin cause I had to get RICH
Now I got a lil BIT OF SCRATCH
Alligator in the lab, you be on a nigga back, you be servin packs
You want me to front you a few G SACKS
So I broke you off a lil SOME SOME
Give a nigga high off one bum, from the jump, make yo body slump
Make the Tempo pump, cause you servin dem GUMPS
From the Westside to the SOUTHSIDE
Because we be ready to ride, because we bout pride, what was Cowhide
Do what was hard, now high, we bout die ??? off temp ready to hurt 'em
Now they mouth wide, we murders that will bust all of why'all
Togetha brotha, we ball or fall
Cap.One, bitch, shinin' to ya like I'm bout to draw
Windy City hataz, fuck all of why'all
When I get that itch, you betta pass, cause I'm ready to blast
Breakin the motherfuckers off ??? hollow-point
You ain't gonna LAST
'Cause I'm bout to fuck you STRAIGHT UP
Shit I be dippin up in the club, my milla-meter go buck
Now you bogus as fuck, shit outta luck
I'm a murder your spot in yo GUT
And roll up next side yo CRIB
Jus talkin bout shit you jus did, neva tellin the pigs
About the weapons and the work you put in to find where I hide my SHIT
Cause she was all on my DICK
Wonderin where I be hustlin and bustin niggas on the Block
Servin rocks, I was hot, but I to keep takin cause I had to get RICH
Now I got a lil BIT OF SCRATCH
Alligator in the lab, you be on a nigga back, you be servin packs
You want me to front you a few G SACKS
So I broke you off a lil SOME SOME
Give a nigga high off one bum, from the jump, make yo body slump
Make the Tempo pump, cause you servin dem GUMPS
From the Westside to the SOUTHSIDE
Because we be ready to ride, because we bout pride, what was Cowhide
Do what was hard, now high, we bout die ??? off temp ready to hurt 'em
Now they mouth wide, we murders that will bust all of why'all
Togetha brotha, we ball or fall
Cap.One, bitch, shinin' to ya like I'm bout to draw
Windy City hataz, fuck all of why'all
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