The Come up - Twista
Cop an ounce of this 'dro I got the flyest sh_t in town
Bet you within a week you'll be able to get a pound
Go ahead and drop you can whip on 24's to get around
Gettin paper make me feel like... {la-da-da-dahhh-deeeee}
[Chorus:]
Let me see all of my gangsters come up - in Chi-Town
Let me see all of my hustlers come up - in Brooklyn
Let me see all of my riders come up - in the Bay
Let me see all of my killers come up - in Houston
Let me see all of my b_tches come up - in A-T-L
Let me see all of my n_ggaz come up - M-I-A
[Twista:]
Now let me take you to the motherf_ckin Southside
City of the chrome, get shot up for standin outside
Don't talk no sh_t or you can end up on primetime
My n_gga Ty Nitti be holdin down the nine-nine
That's where the thugs lurks
I done been out there and seen them n_ggaz put in bloodwork
When I'm in the 100's you can always smell the scent of purple
These n_ggaz always gettin money in they inner circle
F_ck with 'em they fin' to hurt you; gotta get they cash on
Necessary evil they quick to put the mask on
Then they gotta put the mash on; steady bustin at each other
I take a tool and bust my strap and scream out "Free my brother~!"
B_tch-ass motherf_ckers; I'm about to break 'em out
If they hit me before they get me I'ma take 'em out
If we successful we gon' smoke a blunt and cruise home
Introduce him to his new Charger with no shoes on
'Til the haters move on
Fin' to set up shop now, gotsta hold the block down
Gettin paper make me feel like... {la-da-da-dahhh-deeeee}
[Chorus]
[Twista:]
Now let me take you to the motherf_ckin projects
Where the true thugs, and the elite members of the mob at
Know somebody; better call them out or try to tell them later
When they tell you "Where you from" when they catch you on the elevator
The fiends lurkin, n_ggaz serve in pissy hallways
Can't say sh_t cause they be gettin money all day
Mercedes parked out front, chillin with a hat cocked to the left
In the ride with the glock cocked smokin a blunt
300Z with the Lamborghini do's and some hoes with a big ol' project booty
And the beat kinda hot but the cops wanna come
To hold the work he got that duty
So they can't do nothin to me
Seventh flo' with the 'dro now, nineteenth flo' by the rocks now
Gettin paper make me feel like... {la-da-da-dahhh-deeeee}
[Chorus]
[Twista:]
Yeah, some oh-six sh_t
For all the real n_ggaz and b_tches to ride to
Not none of that ol' lame-ass, metaphoric-ass ol' goofy sh_t~!
This some of that real sh_t, that Chi-Town sh_t
That gangster sh_t, fool!
Twista b_tch...
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