Spit Your Game (feat. Twista and Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)

Notorious

Spit your game, talk your shit

Grab your gat

Spit your game, talk your shit

Grab your gat , (Swizzie)

Spit your game, talk your shit (Y'all ready?)

Grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit

Grab your gat, call your clique

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Spit your game, talk your shit, Grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with us

Straight up weed no angel dust, label us Notorious

Thug ass **** that love to bust, it's strange to us

Y'all **** be scrambling, gambling

Up in restaurants with mandolins, and violins

We just sitting here trying to win, tryin' not to sin

High off weed and lots of gin

So much smoke need oxygen, steadily counting them Benjamins

**** you should too, if you knew, what this game'll do to you

Been in this shit since '92

Look at all the bullshit I been through

So called beef with you know who

Fucked a few female stars or two

Then I blew like, ****, move like Mike, shit

Not to be fucked with

Motherfucker better duck quick, 'cause

Me and my dogs love to buck shit

Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim

No aspirations to quit the game

Spit yo' game, talk yo' shit

Grab yo' gat, call yo' clique

Squeeze yo' clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed, I got to light one

All them **** I got to fight one

All them hoes I got to like one

Our situation is a tight one

Whatcha gonna do, fight or run?

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

(Ladies and gentlemen, Twista)

Making money, living marvelous

In God we trust

Don't too many **** wanna start with us

Got big guns in the cars with us

Bust at any motherfucker acting hard with us

They really wanna show you what a G.I. be

I'd rather be sipping Remy in V.I.P

When you hear the music it'd be by me

Twista with the legendary **** B.I.G

Brooklyn to K-Town, when you checking out the flow

You know it's gon' reign with persistence

Two legends on the same track, two different planes of existence

Let's get it cracking, I love to bust flows

Hit it from the back cause I love to fuck ho

Spit it for the city, I love Chicago

Calico's bumping, I love to bust dough (Jesus)

You think you could spit on the mic like you Biggie and flow just as steady as I

Shit, it's real, you know you love em, you ain't got Ready To Die

Life After Death, give it to you however you want it ****

Got it, they got yeah, give it to you, however you want it ****

'Cause the shit it get deep

So I carry big heat

Screaming "Come and get me"

Twista and Biggie on the Swizz Beat (Swizzie)

Three mils, I love to make one

All these cars, I love to ride one

All these hoes, I love to cut one

A tribute to Big, I love to bust one

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

(Them Bone Boys is back, them Bone Boys is back, let's go)

In the middle of it I'ma

Bring **** more drama then they baby mamas

**** wanna battle I'mma bomb ya

One man, but attack like a pack of piranhas

Like terracotta, **** always ready for the war

But they really don't wanna see a **** though

We can get 'em in a minute then we finish

Hit them with the venom of the rhythm of a **** with a sick-o-flow

Doing it with Swizz, oh no

You **** is in some trouble

Somebody better call po-po

It's gonna be murder when I get to serving them verbally (Yeah!)

**** y'all heard of me

Wig splitter, killer ****, word to me

And I'm classic like Bird and Magic with a tactic

To snatch his rep back and stack some platinum

Dumping on them at random

With the bullets I brand them

Finna hold the game ransom

Running up in your mansion, cash demanding, flashing cannons (Let's go)

**** ain't ready for this one 'cause (C'mon)

I'm on a mission to get even better believe it

I'm heavily heated, it's easy to see me

If you want to see me, let that be the reason (C'mon, B.I.G.)

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicque

Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clique

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Spit your game, talk your shit, Grab your gat, call your clique

Spit your game, talk your shit, Grab your gat, call your clique

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

Squeeze your clip, hit the right one

Pass that weed I got to light one

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