Tekst piosenki 'Twin Nem' wykonawcy King Von

I'm sayin' we be with the killers that kill all fuckin' the killers, nigga
You know the fuck we rockin' man, fasho-fasho
Niggas talkin' on the net, like, pop out, where you at? Ayy (let's get it)
All we know is pop out with our guns, we from the 'Raq, ayy (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pop out, catch that nigga tryna run we wet his back, ayy (skrrt, grah, grah)
Are you cocky? Turned you to a dolphin 'cause you crack treys (yeah)

Bitch (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Let's go (ayy), bang (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Boom (ayy, ayy, ayy), yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy), yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) gang (ayy, ayy, ayy), gang (grah)
Keep yo' damn gun, even though he handsome he'll blam some
Who you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout grandson
Foenem took them bullets, we put switches on them handguns
Foenem got caught shootin' on the camera, put yo' mask on

Von, uh, uh, uh, Von, uh, uh, uh
Von, uh, uh, uh, Von, uh, uh

I get that call, he at the box, I'm tryna kill him (huh, what?)
That bitch gon' tell me all the info, I'ma milk her (huh, what?)
To them, you super tough, to us you just a victim (you just a victim)
My bitch be mad I come in late, bitch, I was drillin' (bitch, I was drillin')
The opps be tough, when they get shot they in they feelings (they in they feelings)
Don't take too long I get that call, I'm there in minutes (huh, huh?)

Gang (ayy, ayy), gang (ayy, ayy)
Gang (ayy, ayy), gang gang (huh, huh?)
Gang (ayy, ayy), gang (ayy, ayy)
Gang (ayy, ayy), gang gang (huh, huh?)
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Gang (ayy, ayy), gang gang (huh, huh?)
Gang (ayy, ayy), gang (ayy, ayy)
Gang (ayy, ayy), gang (huh, huh?)

I be ridin' with my gun and I'm a felon (huh, what?)
Since you cocky with your head we crack your melon (huh, what?)
I put my trust inside my brother, but he was tellin' (gang, gang)
This deeper than rap, but if I catch him, I'ma nail em (grah, grah)
Where he stay he think he safe, but we know where he stay (ayy)

On the Lam we do it for Moe, in the O we do it for Big A
Get back mode, what you off? Tic-tac-toe, what you thought?
He KO'ed, he think we soft, catch his ass and tear him off (bitch)
See, back in school I was a fool, a real stepper
You better dip if you get hit, they cannot help you
They tryin' they best, they runnin' lights you going to melt

A nice pic on they shirt, that's what they better do
Set my alarm, It's time to kill 'cause we on schedule
I can't speak on what we doin', that shit federal
You thought that you caught me lackin', I'm ahead of you
You tryna rap and you get killed, they gon' be mad at you (huh, huh?)

Gang (ayy, ayy), gang (ayy, ayy)
Gang (ayy, ayy), gang gang (huh, huh?)
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Gang (ayy, ayy), gang (huh, huh?)

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Gang (ayy, ayy), gang gang (huh, huh?)
Gang (ayy, ayy), gang (ayy, ayy)
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