Текст песни Ovadose - Twista
Shit,
niggas
got
me
higher
than
a
motherfucker
off
up
in
here,
man.
Damn,
the
fuck
y'all
get
this
weed
from?
Motherfucker
overdose
or
some
shit
off
this
shit,
god
damn
Check
this
shit
out
though.
Now
pussy
player
haters
say
that
I'm
too
raw
with
it
But
y'all
thinkin
cause
I
be
talkin
shit
Them
hoes
say
that
nigga
cold
as
hell
Fuck
what
the
punks
are
talkin
bout
I
wanna
get
up
with
that
big
ballin
bitch
Plus
niggas
feelin
what
I'm
on
as
well
Plus
got
my
mind
in
the
zone
The
one
that's
rocking
fresh
Pelle
Pel's
Tru
to
the
shine
on
his
bone
Somebody
beatin
up
the
block
on
fresh
rider
rims
If
it's
me
hell,
you
can
tell
by
the
design
on
the
chrome
Crying
on
the
phone
Hoe
thinkin
I'm
in
love
with
her
Cause
she
took
me
shoppin
and
had
me
tryin
on
cologne
So
I
left
her
on
the
line
with
the
tone
Got
up
with
this
other
bitch
Brought
no
weed
cause
she
fine
off
her
own
So
hurry
with
the
Phillie
bitch,
I'm
really
sick
Off
of
some
illy
shit
Here
go
a
rusty
razor
blade,
but
still
it
split
And
fill
it
with
the
killer
shit
so
I
can
really
trip
It's
like
the
bud
was
tailor
made
for
milli-clips
And
mac-10's,
I
lit
the
bead
from
the
back
end
Straight
to
the
chest
and
it
got
me
sprung
My
lungs
started
collapsing
- shit
nigga
what's
happenin?
The
sess
got
me
trippin
off
the
drums
and
guns,
ready
for
action
Duck
a
swang
or
either
other
thang
Try
to
be
tougher
and
bang
and
scuff
and
hang
Suffer
pain
left
deranged
then
youse
a
bogus
m'uhfucker
mayn
System
be
struck
a
vein,
I'm
too
strange
For
m'uhfuckers
to
compete
with
I'm
on
some
infrared
heat
shit
With
a
deep
clique,
what
I
eat
sleep
shit
Well
if
it's
a
freak
bitch,
she
can
suck
a
sweet
dick
Til
she's
seasick;
blockin
niggas
out
like
an
eclipse
When
smokin
them
devils
put
your
hands
together
Like
you
know
the
host
Cause
ain't
no
nigga
that
can
resist
the
words
from
the
Twist'
Leavin
niggas
comatose
from
my
overdose
Twista
I
done
put
the
fuel
on
it,
take
a
pull
on
it
We
overdosin
on
weed
and
sendin
all
y'all
off
into
a
thang
Kill
off
all
enemies
while
makin
G's,
catch
you
off
on
your
knees
And
snatchin
fees
now
that
I'm
up
in
this
game
I
done
put
the
fuel
on
it,
take
a
pull
on
it
We
overdosin
on
weed
and
sendin
all
y'all
off
into
a
thang
Kill
off
all
enemies
while
makin
G's,
catch
you
off
on
your
knees
Niggas
rollin
me
beads
just
so
they
can
hang
Can
you
figure
out
the
cause
and
effect?
Niggas
comin
on
your
set
Thugs
comin
out
they
drawers
with
a
tec
Victim
bleedin
from
the
neck
Shirts
is
getting
wet,
shorties
yellin
threats
Lookin
for
the
one
who
called
for
the
deck
Now
they
airin
out
the
hall
in
the
spot
Hitting
stomachs
leavin
niggas
pinched
up
Bodies
balled
in
a
knot
Bullet
holes
in
the
wall
from
a
glock
Searchin
for
the
one
who
called
in
the
shots
Hypes
crawlin
for
rocks
Goin
all
in
the
socks
of
the
recently
deceased
From
what
was
released
From
the
chrome
beast
to
the
dome
piece
Visions
in
my
mind
bein
increased
by
inner
beef
And
some
grief,
but
when
I
chief
on
some
strong
leaf
I'm
snappin
hard
enough
to
make
a
nigga
try
to
check
his
own
chief
Violate
him
but
can't
annihilate
him
Pickin
up
his
own
teeth
and
it's
on
with
the
microphone
deep
Stimulate
him
with
pistols
penetrate
him
Nerves
still
droppin
cause
adrenaline
pumpin
is
a
m'uhfucker
Hit
him
with
the
steel
bloodsuckers
Murdered
by
bud
lovers,
and
I
was
makin
sure
Every
one
of
you
hoe
studs
suck
us
And
I
bullshit
you
not
if
it
was
full
clips,
two
glocks
You
would
still
die
or
you'll
get
too
hot
Cause
when
my
fuel
kick
you'll
drop
Hypes
is
trickin
on
you
Tell
me
where
he
at
bitch
and
you'll
get
two
rocks
(Okay!)
Cause
when
my
tool
click
you'll
pop
Can't
have
this
hype
nigga
stop
shit,
I'm
hazardous
Makin
musical
miracles
like
I'm
Jesus
of
Nazerath
Yet
disasterous,
smokin
on
halves
and
hash,
fuck
if
it's
cancerous
Bust
ass
to
the
beat
cause
I
mastered
this
It's
hard
to
breathe,
I'm
bustin
like
an
A-bomb
Cause
I'm
in
the
zone,
twenty-two
a
cold
shit
up
my
sleeve
It's
hard
to
stay
calm
Thinkin
about
the
bitches
that
I've
finna
bone
Hittin
my
enemies
and
competition
up
with
lethal
flows
That's
damagin,
flows
that's
callous
and
we're
leavin
Thick
ladies
frantic
and
people
in
the
industry
panickin
I
thought
we
got
in
this
to
get
out
of
pistol
handlin
Now
it's
possible
m'uhfuckers
could
start
vanishin
Fuck
the
Anacin
I
be
toking
plenty
and
stankin
from
stress
And
flowin
over
notes;
them
studs
thinkin
they
can
get
close
I
know
I
got
you
trippin
off
the
shit
A
nigga
said
off
a
overdose
C'mon
and
toke
on
a
dub
with
me;
I
love
cities
with
parties
That's
full
of
bitches
where
they
let
me
rub
titties
Be
able
to
pack
a
snub
with
me;
in
case
we
get
in
some
static
And
gotta
start
leakin
blood
from
stud
skinnies
So
don't
ask
if
it's
the
bud
in
me;
because
for
some
reason
I
smoke
on
some
weed
and
get
too
wicked
and
raw
It
can't
be
nickel
or
soft,
way
it's
chokin
me
Potency'll
have
me
rockin
mics
And
givin
your
bitch
dick
in
the
jaw,
I'm
hookin
the
law
You're
lookin
in
awe,
took
what
you
saw
Got
the
B's
pen
and
pad
out
the
bottom
drawer
Then
got
to
bitin
and
formulatin
some
shit
you
called
your
own
But
take
it
to
the
rehab
cause
you
got
a
flaw
To
put
it
simple
you
ain't
cold
enough
Trippin
out
like
you
can't
control
the
stuff
Lackin
rhythm
like
you
known
to
bust
In
a
different
zone
from
us
You
niggas
need
to
sit
the
fuck
down
Get
a
swisher
and
roll
this
up
If
you
think
I'm
speakin
too
bold,
whassup?
I
ain't
even
on
no
hoe
shit;
plus
the
mob
is
so
thick
I'm
the
type
of
nigga
you
should
wanna
get
up
close
to
And
take
a
smoke
with
If
there's
static
then
check
yo'
clique;
my
mind
is
so
sick
I
be
tweakin
with
speakin
releasin
energy
to
show
I
know
the
ropes
Cause
when
it
comes
to
this
rap
shit
Niggas
will
choke
til
I'm
ghost
While
I
breath
reefer
smoke
from
my
overdose
Try
to
put
me
to
the
test,
gimme
some
budda
bless
I'll
show
you
who
the
best
Release
the
vocal
trilogy.
Aight
T
god
damn
slow
it
up
mayn!
M'uhfuckers
done
felt
you
mayn!
We
can
go
on
to
some
next
shit
God
damn
man
you
stoppin
motherfuckers
and
shit
Man
I'm
tryin
to
get
my
zone
on
Let
niggas
hear
what
the
fuck
I'm
doin
man
I
mean
you
done
zoned
man
Let's
go
to
the
next
cut
baby
Man,
fuck
that
shit
1 Adrenaline Rush
2 Straight Thuggin
3 All My Niggaz (feat. Busta) / Is That Yo Bitch (feat. Jay)
4 Time
5 Everywhere We Go
6 Ovadose
7 Smoked Out
8 In the Middle of the Night
9 Intro for Unrestricted
10 Is This the End
11 Is This the End Part 2
12 Po Pimp
13 Still Po Pimpin
14 Y'all My Nugs
15 Feel So Good
16 Money Flow
17 Who Am I
18 What You Wanna Do
19 Ride Til We Die
20 Get It Wet
21 Game Recognize Game
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