Twistin ft. Denzel Curry
Lil Ugly Mane Lyrics


"LAPD police Station
Yes, I'd like to report a murder a dead body
Or something where at?
In the alley"

Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners
Tossin' forties on the corner
Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners
Tossin' forties on the corner
Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners
Tossin' forties on the corner
Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners
Tossin' forties on the corner

KLVN 1999, Raven Miyagi i stay on my grind
Ever since they took Chyne
I break out that Nine, aim it and cock it
Don't fuck nigga drop it, I shoot it
They pop it
I lay down the line just like a pipe
Like a blunt gettin' sliced at
The end of a scythe
Grim to the reaper, I'm 'bout to get deeper
Blackland, Carol City my shit day and night
Bitch, fuck a man on the moon
I'm Captain Planet, I'm plantin' the shrooms
Evacuate the fuckin' premises lyricists
Evidence running with Raider Klan goons
All black Ugly Mane
Just like from Memphis, I'm makin' a stang
Hoes talk that shit, and they always run game
But when niggas beckon
They screaming yo name
Fuck them stupid hoes
Really that's the way it goes
I bought Triple Six and
Outkast's Greatest Hit's
So niggas can't touch me, a friend or a foe
And Slikk, I fucked up yo shit, young nigga
Yo ass gone lame
I'm the best outta Carol City
Ever since Gunplay denzel Curry, ho

Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners
Tossin' forties on the corner
Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners
Tossin' forties on the corner
Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners
Tossin' forties on the corner
Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners
Tossin' forties on the corner

Listen young man, I can pop you with one hand
Rob you with the other, Ugly Mane
I go dumb ham i'm a one man
Unaffiliated private institution
Don't confuse it
Me and Raider Klan is tight as nooses
All black Zeus-in'
It gets gruseome if you slippin'
Leave you imprisoned inside a chalk
Line around your final position
Got this forty that I'm sippin'
'cause it's boring with no competition
I'm slidin' through the hood on
These Ds that I'm twistin'
This is for the playas
This is for the runners
This is for them hustlers
Smokin' herb in abundance
Flippin' nothin less than onions
Pullin' guns as big as Paul Bunyon
We keep it more than underground
We in the dungeon

Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners
Tossin' forties on the corner
Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners
Tossin' forties on the corner
Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners
Tossin' forties on the corner
Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners
Tossin' forties on the corner





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LYRICS:

[Hook] x4
Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partners, tossin' 40s on the corner

[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Playa in 1999, Raven Myagi, I stay on my grind, and proceed to the shine
I break out that 9, aim it and cock it
Don’t fuck nigga drop it, I shoot it, they pop it
I lay down the line, just like a pipe
Like a blunt gettin sliced at the end of a scythe
Grim to the reeper, I’m bout to get deeper, Blackland, Carol City, my shit, day and night
Bitch, fuck a man on the moon, I’m Captain Planet, I’m plantin the shrooms
Evacuate the fuckin premises lyricists, evidence running with Raider Klan room
All black ugly mane, just like pro meth-heads I’m makin' a stain
Hoes talk that shit, and they always run game, but when niggas beckon, they screaming yo name
Fuck them stupid hoes
Really that’s the way it goes
I bought Triple 6 and Outkast Greatest Hits
So niggas can’t touch me, a friend or a foe
And, Slikk, I fucked up yo shit, young nigga, yo ass gone lame
I’m the best outta Carol City, ever since Gunplay

[Hook] x4

[Verse 2: Lil Ugly Mane]
Listen young man, i can pop' you with one hand, rob you with the other
Ugly mane, i go Dumb-head
I'm a one man unaffiliated private institution, don't confuse it
Me and Raider Klan is tight as nooses
All black Zeus'in it gets Gruseome if you slip it
Leave you emprisonned inside a chalk line around your final position
Got this 40 that I'm sippin', cose it's boring with no competition
I'm slidin' through the hood on these Ds that I'm twistin'
This is for the playas, this is for the runners, this is for them hustlas smokin' herbs in abundance
Flippin' nothin less than onions
Pullin guns as big as paul Bunyon
We keep it more than underground, we in a Dungeon

[Hook] x4



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@cameronlenox3173

in da allay

@BakedBeanieSigel

+Cameron Lenox inah alley.

@TheGre3nT3am

well I'd like to report murder, or a dead body, or something.

@nealkelly9880

All black, Ugly Mane

@tmillz120

* yes uhh..id like to uh uh report a dead body or sumtin...where ahht??....innnn daaa allyyyy

@leonjamerson4574

The caller was actually the killer which is crazy

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@xobile.123

That is the most 90s Memphis rap album cover I've ever seen

@cyberdemon3506

Popeye Pnnnto it doesn’t really fit his style, so I’m glad he changed it

@landonricketts4309

Popeye Pnnnto travis lame anyway

@botdog370

Landon Ricketts nah

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