Don’t Get It Twisted lyrics

by

Nate Dogg



[Verse 1: Mopreme]
Just 'cause a n*gga calm and he got style
Don't think I won't flip and don't pull your file
But I got enough bullsh*t to deal with
I'm rollin' with the thugs so, you must be on drugs to the head
We'll get your ass break down, broken half, baby
I've been feelin' like a motherf*ckin' psychopath
And if you got beef, best leave it in the freezer, I'm no joke
Mopreme straight loced, and you could get smoked
Your hooker she can get stroked, and all of that
And later be back for your motherf*ckin' dope sack
Kid, it ain't the type of day to play grownup
Don't get your ass sewn up, while you leakin', I'm all blown out
Hey, you're mixed up (Uh), like a bowl of nuts
You f*cked around and got it twisted up
Boy, don't get it twisted

[Chorus: Mopreme & Richard Pryor]
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted

[Verse 2: Macadoshis]
It's the Macadoshis comin' from the dark side
The Parkside, where the OGs hoo ride
Ain't nothin' but killers in the park
As many n*ggas lost they heart, when my gat sparks
I'll bust a cap in that ass, don't get it twisted
When I'm on a mission, n*ggas come up missin'
You busters gettin' disciplined
And you're comin' up short on your life
When I smoke you with this MAC-10
When it's on it's on, buck it
I'm makin' n*ggas kick the bucket when I jack 'em for they duckets
Ain't no thing to let my sh*t spit
You on my sh*t list, punk, you got a death wish?
I tried to warn you but you missed it
You should've listened, motherf*cker, when I said
Don't get it twisted
[Chorus: Macadoshis & Richard Pryor]
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
Don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted

[Verse 3: Rated R]
n*ggas got problems 'bout gettin' sh*t twisted
They need to stay the f*ck outta grown folks business
Kids get a kick out of bumpin' their big lips
But don't start no sh*t, there won't no sh*t be started, uh
'Cause I'm a cold-hearted rider, straight thuggin'
That's influenced by the streets, never love nobody but my heat
These side-busters don't hear me, though
They'd rather get sh*t twisted and gossip like hoes
b*tch made ass n*ggas what I call 'em
Couldn't bust a grape if they wanted
They're soft like Charmin, but I don't sweat varmints
I stomp 'em with my black boots
It's the one-eight-murder on the motherf*ckin' rooty-poot
I snatch ya souls up
Ain't no damn thing funny when I spray your ass with my Tommy
And your mommy can't save you now
'Cause you done got twisted up for f*ckin' with a killer
Don't get it twisted
[Chorus: Rated R & Richard Pryor]
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted, n*gga
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
Don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
Don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
Don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
Don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
Don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
Don't get it twisted
Don't get it twisted
(You know who you're f*ckin' with?)
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