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Twinz (Deep Cover '98)

Artist:Big Pun  Album:Capital Punishment 

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Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready Meet me at Vito's with Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's slurpin' spaghetti Everybody kiss the fuckin' floor, Joey Crack, buck 'em all If they move, Noodles shoot that fuckin' whore Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know That we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddly It'll be a cold day in hell the day I'm taken out Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill I'm still the Fat One that you love to hate, catch you at your Mother's wake Smack you then I whack you with my snub trey-eight I rub your face off the Earth and curse your family children Like Amityville drill the nerves in your cavity fillin' Insanity's building a pavilion in my civilian The cannon be the anarchy that humanity's dealing A villain without remorse, who's willing to out your boss Forever and take all the cheddar like child support I support Pun in anything he does, anything he loves My brother from another mother sent from the above A thug nigga just like me, one of the best - might be Even better leavin' niggas kneelin' on they right knee Spike Lee couldn't paint a better picture You small change, I'm blowin' out your brains gettin' richer Hit you with the Mac (Mac), smack your bitch, nigga what? You gettin' stuck, my trigger finger's itchy as a fuck Trunk jewels (jewels), cruisin' in the Land, pumpin' "Cash Rules" Last crew to want it caught a hundred tryin' to pass through That's true, so who the next to get it? TS the best that did it (get it off your chest kid admit it) And it's Here, and you don't stop Twenty-shot Glock with the cop-killer filled up to the top Yeah, and you don't stop Joey Crack's the rock, and Big Pun keeps the guns cocked Yeah, and you don't stop We'll make it hot nigga, what bring it I blow your whole spot Yeah, and you don't stop It's still one-eight-seven on an undercover cop Fuck the police, I squeeze first, make 'em eat dirt Take 'em feet first through the morgue, then launch 'em in the T-bird The street's cursed, the first amendment's culturally biased Supposed to supply us with rights, tonight I hold my rosary Tight as I can, I'm one man against the world, just me and my girl Black Pearl Latina mas fina but

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