[Intro: Prodigy, (Big Twins)]
[telephone ringing]
Hello... hello...
(Yo what up, man)
Who the fuck is this?
(Who the fuck it sound like, man?)
What the fuck you calling so early for, man. Fuck time is it man
(It's like 3 o'clock, man, thought you was coming to get me, man!?!)
Shit, my bad son, my bad
(Please, man, come get me man, before I choke this bitch, man!
Hurry up son, man it's like 90 man, let's get some hoes or something)
I'm comin' now, I'm comin' now, son
(Aight, one)
What up, dun
Same ol' shit
No doubt, ain't nothing new...
Let's take a little spin, dun, word up
[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Yo... open my wings to a new day spread my lungs
Get laced, jump in the whip, stash the guns
Twist the key, shifted to D then flee
Before anything, get the daily dose of choke
We got the Benzo flooded with smoke on the float
My eye's burnin' from the dope killin' my throat
Lean my seat back and taste, lumbar support
On the belt doin' 90 or more
Debatin' on the latest rhyme wars
Where units don't count
But your rap pay add up to large amounts
Get my thrills puttin' other nigga's skills to sleep
Catch chills off a infamous beats
Swing the trees doin' one-handed u'ees
Blowin' on the ouwee cause we can't have the medicine canoein'
There go the boys to the right, no days and nights like that
Ay yo dunn, hold that down and turn it around
Dirty as fuck, thugs drugs and guns, D's and fatigues
T n T hopin' out of MPV's
Surprise all fuck out of me
Got rubber Glocks pointed at me
Ay yo Twin, what the fuck
[telephone ringing]
Hello... hello...
(Yo what up, man)
Who the fuck is this?
(Who the fuck it sound like, man?)
What the fuck you calling so early for, man. Fuck time is it man
(It's like 3 o'clock, man, thought you was coming to get me, man!?!)
Shit, my bad son, my bad
(Please, man, come get me man, before I choke this bitch, man!
Hurry up son, man it's like 90 man, let's get some hoes or something)
I'm comin' now, I'm comin' now, son
(Aight, one)
What up, dun
Same ol' shit
No doubt, ain't nothing new...
Let's take a little spin, dun, word up
[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Yo... open my wings to a new day spread my lungs
Get laced, jump in the whip, stash the guns
Twist the key, shifted to D then flee
Before anything, get the daily dose of choke
We got the Benzo flooded with smoke on the float
My eye's burnin' from the dope killin' my throat
Lean my seat back and taste, lumbar support
On the belt doin' 90 or more
Debatin' on the latest rhyme wars
Where units don't count
But your rap pay add up to large amounts
Get my thrills puttin' other nigga's skills to sleep
Catch chills off a infamous beats
Swing the trees doin' one-handed u'ees
Blowin' on the ouwee cause we can't have the medicine canoein'
There go the boys to the right, no days and nights like that
Ay yo dunn, hold that down and turn it around
Dirty as fuck, thugs drugs and guns, D's and fatigues
T n T hopin' out of MPV's
Surprise all fuck out of me
Got rubber Glocks pointed at me
Ay yo Twin, what the fuck
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