Twinz

(feat. Warren G)
cause aint tellin when its on.
Going, Going, Gone you better raise up
cause aint no telling when its on.
(straight soldier dont make me have to show ya.)
Straight Soldier dont make me have to show ya.
[Chorus x2]
[Verse One:]
Now Im set, ready to peel a cap
for a bas-relief still got P-funk knockin
out bustin out teeth, with the show thats
boss now who lost? Told you over and over
that it would cost. Bringin a crisis to those who
wanna act tough, enough is enough got
your ass on Q when I caughtcha bluff
aint no passes or freebee you dont
wanna see me cause its worser than
hell straight from Long Beach. That
Wayniac an Eastside nigga wit an attitude
quicker than quick to bust a cap in a punk fool.
God damn its only right from the hitman you
wouldnt understand the way I think of my game
plan. Therefore, a nigga like you better slow
your roll, act like you know before I show.
The real deal still kickin the shit with the passion
dangerous psycho-manic nigga when Im blastin
think not. Come try me and its on for life.
Cause Im causin shattered dreams as I
kill your kids and your wife nigga, so back
off this soldier quick cause Im still goin muthafucka
the first round draft pick.
[Chorus]
[Verse Two:]
God damn! Another murder on the Eastside
six police cars plus an undercover G ride
Yellow tape stretched out like the fuckin freeway
talkin on the phone to this bitch on a three-way
She done got the scoop on the shit as it went down
its a homicide youngsta wounded plus a dead
cop. Niggas gon be niggas comin up its a must
G fuckin wit that bone and get that ass put to
sleep see. Because of hard times got us all
on the jack move be careful who you jack cuz
this nigga straight servin fools. Aint nothin
poppin but some coochie and some popcorn
who will be the next nigga that the Loc is gonna
have to warn? Its a sad case then life is fucked
up, set killin set thats how the shit is summed up
be careful where you goin certain places that
you ride cuz right about now its gettin crucial
on the Eastside
[Chorus]
[Verse Three:]
Waitin for the roll call to begin ya thought it would
end but its not still tearinem limb from limb, gangsta
stroll when I T-roll gotta put a hole unless Im ready
to unload and take a soul. Flashbacks on my
younger days still got me fazed but like they say
nothin seems to amaze. Cuz you have to be a
street wise nigga to peep the game, watch the aim
cuz the bullet dont carry a name. And it might be
the cops who take pop at a young black nigga
gettin his props, no doubt it. Cuz its been done
before so heres a quiz if you dont die you go to
court your word against his. Fucked up but thats
the justice and the peace the matters in my hands
I know how to make it cease. Grab my reasons
and keepem quiet, cuz I know damn well that they
dont wanna see another riot. Uncontrollable when I
get it goin you push the button of a nigga that keeps
it flowin, daily. Cant stop, wont stop, and I wont
quit, signing off muthafuckas from the first round draft
pick.
[Chorus x3]
[ 1st Round Draft Pick Lyrics ]