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Twonny

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It's Twonny, Twonny
Yeah, It's Twonny
Yall already know how we do it
And you know how we coming
Cause we gotta get it yeah
Niggas mad cause they can't join the huddle
Got my feet wet when I jumped in the puddle
You know you Ain from the motherfucker struggle
You know what's good with me and my brother
Clear yo crew we load up the cutters
Everyone round me they come from the gutta
Get yo ass pop I Ain going like no sucker
6 feet down mite gone put you under
Down with my Skruddas that's word the my momma
Quit playing all tough cause you Ain bout that drama
Too quick to blow some shit like Osama
Can't gain trust cause I got hell of trauma
I on believe in a lot but shit barely karma
Pull my dick out I forgot about the rubber
Got her ass mad cause a gangster won't cuff her
Sorry baby but I Ain no lover
Sipping Color Purple call me Danny Glover F*ck new friends I stick to the oldest
Died once now they say I'm a soldier, Time coming man no I Ain gone hold ya
Pills and potion we move up in motion
Talk to a chick and I don't even know her
Just tryna f*ck and just chill for the moment
Do her like a dog and I don't even want her
Bets to see now that I got older
Back on that dope and I used to be sober
Hitting the gas you hearing the motor
Save Mo never less remember who quote it
Pussies gone hop on the phone just Joce
Watching my shoulders, them folks will back doe ya
Wolves surrounded me and they getting closer
Say you want smoke don't ask about odor
Pressure my brother on God I'll fold ya
Keep a deuce deuce no act in my soda
Back in the bed used to sleep on sofas
Versace my robe Louis Vitton my loafers
Keep me strap loaded right in the holster
Mad at the fact that a nigga Ain roast her
Stomp on they necks like I'm stepping on roaches
Overkill you go out like I'm Tony
Niggas mad cause they can't join the huddle
Got my feet wet when I jumped in the puddle
You know you Ain from the motherfucker struggle
You know what's good with me and my brother
Clear yo crew we load up the cutters
Everyone round me they come from the gutta
Get yo ass pop I Ain going like no sucker
6 feet down mite gone put you under
Down with my Skruddas that's word the my momma
Quit playing all tough cause you Ain bout that drama
Too quick to blow some shit like Osama
Can't gain trust cause I got hell of trauma
I on believe in a lot but shit barely karma
Pull my dick out I forgot about the rubber
Got her ass mad cause a gangster won't cuff her
Sorry baby but I Ain no lover
One thing about me I on have to rely on a nigga
I can do this by little
My cells green what I seen when I pop me a nigga
Man I will leave his ass sickle
Searching for money I'm cruising right on a bicycle
That hoe wanna f*ck and I rip her
Cash chasing you throwing these dollars for bitches
But really go broke for these strippers
She craves all the green that I got I gave her some knickknacks
And I had gave her some pickles
She A quarter pounder selling dimes
But she a penny bags of nickels
Big investments can get you where you need
Hoping yall just get the picture
Buy you sum property and buy you bout 3 big houses
Resell it and gone and flip em

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