Tweakin'

Tweakin I want you to feel like you in danger though
Tweakin Don't this muthafucka make you feel like somebody just about to Oooooo

I been tweakin tweakin tweakin tweakin tweakin off the energy
I dont pop percs bitch, yeah i pop glizzys g
Name gone ring bells, yeah these bitch boys remember me
Mane these boys sick, shooter put em out they misery

Tweakin tweakin tweakin tweakin, tweakin with this thirty three
Wookie niggaz shaky, and they moving all nervously
Mind most be cloudy, let me dial up they memory
Tweakin tweakin tweakin tweakin off the energy

So you wanna tweak with a tweaker
So you want smoke with a smoker
Yeah my lil bitch freaky, she'll fuck you all over
Suck ya soul on the sofa,squirt it over and over
Shit she should have been a cashier, she'll change yo ass over
I been trying to stay focused, but they been playing with my mood
Devil all on my shoulder, like gone and do what you do
Idont got no holster, im in this bitch with the OOooo
Gone play if you wanna, bitch you gone be on the news
Bitch i paid all my dues, yeah yeah big stepper
Will i switch on my dudes Hell nah bitch never
Im in this bitch with the crew,K.O.B big REBEL
With a ninja turtle villian, whats that big shredder

I been tweakin tweakin tweakin tweakin tweakin off the energy
I dont pop percs bitch, yeah i pop glizzys g
Name gone ring bells, yeah these bitch boys remember me
Mane these boys sick, shooter put em out ther misery

Tweakin tweakin tweakin tweakin, tweakin with this thirty three
Wookie niggaz shaky, and they moving all nervously
Mind most be cloudy, let me dial up they memory
Tweakin tweakin tweakin tweakin off the energy

Im always smoking out the bag, i blew a tag on the gas
Louie young fly nigga, so my swag worth a tag
Bet not play, we pull up masked with the mags
Nigga try Shooter, now yo ass in a bag
You can go and ask them folks,we act a ass for the cash
Shooter MAC thats my bro, I"ll give my last if he ask
Imma ride for the dough, i just might crash for that cash
You on fuck shit get bust quick, now them shells in yo ass
Since a youngin we be tweakin, geekin off the glizzy smoke
Keep my forty close, in case these niggas cut throat
Pocket full of blues, and imma spend it
Act up we on yo block, glocks out bout to spin it

I been tweakin tweakin tweakin tweakin tweakin off the energy
I dont pop percs bitch, yeah i pop glizzys g
Name gone ring bells, yeah these bitch boys remember me
Mane these boys sick, shooter put em out ther misery

Tweakin tweakin tweakin tweakin,tweakin with this thirty three
Wookie niggaz shaky, and they moving all nervously
Mind most be cloudy, let me dial up they memory
Tweakin tweakin tweakin tweakin off the energy