Don't Get It Twisted

Foesum

Composed by: T. Lewis/Tom Leonard/V. Manuel Ramos
Now come to scoop me up around 10 M&M 
don't forget the hennessey juice or gin 
we bouts to take another trip so just dip in the Foe 
I got a box of Phillies and I'm puttin em by the door 
I'm ready to get my ride on hoppin side to side 
got these hoes jockin game recognize 
rollin with my kinfolk sippin on a brew 
spittin game to skirts so tell em what we do 
Now we be keepin things on the DL so we roll late 
dippin, while I'm sippin on some gin and some OJ 
leanin to the side of the ride like the G's do 
layin low when you see some nobody see's you 
put the mash down anytime that it's called upon 
makin fools step aside cuz M&M and Dubb's on 
regulatin thangs, so check the statistics 
comin at that ass, so don't get it twisted 
(Chorus) 
Don't get it twisted, for you'll never see a day again 
Don't get it twisted, baby baby baby baby, never see a dogg again 
Lowrider, lets get a little higher 
pass around the blunt and spark the fire 
sittin laid back in the zone 
so I'm a take two hits then I'm a pass it on 
Pass it here cuz I'll be blowin more smoke than a chimney 
and I'm bombed in cuz the Chronic just hit me 
creepin in a fo and the ragtop's white 
flossin with Dubb hittin switches at the stop light 
Now let me flip the tape, while we let the ass scrape 
and pump your brakes while the Dubb illustrates 
somethin for the homeys puttin it down like Gs 
cuz that's how we do it in the LBC 
Comin right back at that ass, makin fools pay the cost 
gettin things heated if it's needed with the niner raw 
Think you slow ya roll so think twice when we kicks it 
so get it straight fool, and don't get it twisted 
(Chorus) 
Don't get it twisted, for you'll never see a day again 
Don't get it twisted, baby baby baby, never see a dogg again 
Now we be, runnin game on hoes like a track meet 
got the sounds bumpin from the trunk and the backseat 
holdin a grip of chips while I smoke a fat J 
comin up out the West Coast where the gangstas and the ballers stay 
(hell yeah) stoppin and hoppin and droppin the Foe to the floor 
hittin a switch on a lips and we dippin homey cuz we like it low 
creepin up the block hoes jock cuz we're on these 
Dubb break it down for me through the eyes of a G 
Now some of y'all niggaz don't know me but you best a slow yo roll 
crawlin in my Chevy now I'm hittin trey wheel mo 
definitely for effect you know I'm down for my city 
when I'm rollin in my ride with some drank and a Philly 
so homey lets take a dip cuz we goin trip tonight, that's on the real 
here comes ? Locc in a Cadillac Seville 
with the top dropped back, full of skirts, lets handle business 
time to get lifted, but don't get it twisted 
(Chorus) 
Don't get it twisted, for you'll never see a day again 
Don't get it twisted, baby baby baby baby, never see a dogg again
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