מילים לשיר In A Twist – WC & Maad Circle

featuring Coolio (WC) Leanin, scheamin in the Gremlin You niggaz can't fade this nutty Sippin on Mak Duk, on my way to Compton to pick this nigga Coolio up Two ski masks, on my left a nine Nigga on my breath, money on my mind (yeah) You god damn right motherfucker it's on again Coolio what's the plan? (Coolio) It's a motherfuckin come up, nigga load ya gun up It's gonna be a stick You know that bitch that I used to fuck (Yeah nigga, with the big ass butt) Well her brother was a client of mine Drive some turnaround trips back and forth to Vegas part time (yeah) Well anyway I got a caper (uh) And if we pull it off right we can come up on a stack of paper cause the nigga drivin the bus is down with us Here go the plan: me, you, and him Call Crazy Toones and tell him to give you a ride Since old people don't trust young niggaz none and drop you off on Manchester and Broadway, at half past five you gotta be disguised like a senior citizen Don't worry about escape cause it's OK I'll be chillin close behind all the motherfuckin way loc And I don't wanna see you act up but if anybody trip you better handle that shit (WC) Nah man fuck this, this shit sound shady as fuck You gon' fuck around and have us all stuck motherfucker (Coolio) Quit actin like a hoe, and go get yo' fo' Nuttin plus nuttin equal none and let's make some dough, check this: Fool grab the motherfuckin money and run (WC) Right come on Diamond in the back, sun roof cracked Tank on E, niggaz low on cash, oohh (some R&B sample) "Straight jackin" Chorus (WC) So now it's goin accordin to plan I'm on the back of the bus dressed like a senior citizen Sittin on a bus full of old motherfuckers And now my concious is fuckin with me Wavin they bibles singin, "I love Jesus!" cause I'm about to rob the entire gospel choir And I ain't askin no questions Whoever don't reply, I'm sendin em hollow point blessings Cause I was told at seven on the dot No matter the spot, to execute the plot And my watch read 6:59 So aww shucky ducky, quack quack it's yo' time Hands in the motherfuckin air! This is a jack nigga, and I'm startin from the back Necklaces, anklets to bracelets to the Rolexes, I'm takin all they shit, huh I had em shakin, steady fadin, money breakin fillin my bag up with bacon Lookin out the window at Coolio yellin out a car on the side of the bus, "Nigga c'mon!" Yo, we gon' handle this loc I told him like Janet Jackson, I had it under control But really I was bein greedy takin too long So peep the next verse but first the chorus of song goes Chorus (WC) A rag full of papes and jewelry, bout to make my escape Standin in the middle of the aisle Coolio wavin, "C'mon nigga hurry up before one Bus driver, pull to the side or I might have to dump Aight so now I'm on my way to the front He was down with us on our shady operation So he pulled the bus over with no hesitation But that's when the drama kicked in "Motherfucker take that!" This bitch Looked up and who did I see? Twistin afflicted, burnin like syphillis Lookin at death and I'm coughin up flesh "I told you the shit sound like a motherfuckin twist!" Ran to the car, "Coolio I've been hit" "Huh?" (Coolio) Wait, what's wrong, what the FUCK GOIN ON?! This nigga must be trippin, we gon' have to kill him (WC) Cool here come nigga grab your gun (Coolio) Alright, I'm gonna have me some fun Forty So I put twelve rounds in his motherfuckin chest That's what you get for the twist, yea Chorus 2X I don't know if it's yo' birthday, but bitch here's yo' gift (WC) Maad Circle nigga.