Big Romo - Me And Twin (feat. Big Ceo) Lyrics

My brodie told me to they stay dangerous, can't let them see my face
Me and twins just got the drops on the opps, they know we gon spin they block
We gon' catch them slipping' with my .45, knock out hes top
If you see the whip with tent, just know yo ah is gon get pop

Hop out with a drac 7.62, we gon' flip they car
I don't give a f*ck about no fed, I'm still gon' show my heat
You cuffing all this hoes, I'm just gon f*ck and leave them for the streets
Pussy thought I was gone let him slide, he thought this shit was sweet

I hop up out the S.R.T then spray his bitch ass with the blick
They know how we coming, Towin big sticks with extended clips
They know how we hoppin' out on feet, spray em with 5.56
This Bitches see we up, Now they tryna come around and shake our hands

Y'all pussy really fans, know I'ma blow then skirt off in a benz
Aint got no time to waste, just tryna get it and skirt to the bay
If i got fye on me, ain't gotta worry, cause I know I'ma blow
We was really that bad at one point, started knockin' down doors

Run up in they shit then put they bitch ass right up in the foor
I really be blowin' all this Os, I gotta celebrate
My bordie told me to stay dangerous, can't let them see my face
Told me watch out for the snakes, they gon' run up and take your plate

But I can't let them bitch ass take my place
If they make one move, guarantee they gon' get hit with drac
If I see blue light behind me, they know I'ma do the race
Go ask bout Romo, they gon' tell you how I really get down

Know we caught em slippin' at the light, he got hit up with rounds
F*ck the opp, this shit get real, we spin they block until they ass get killed
Told them cracker send me to my cell, cause I won't sign no deal
Nigga posted with them guns, we know you ain't gon' shoot for real

I won't touch no pen or crack a seal until I see a mill
Nigga cappin' in they song, talkin' bout they did a drill
No requirement, BRG the game, we quick to block hoes
1911 ah 4 Nicky, Romo got the ARP

I was locked up in that cell, cold days screaming FTP
Put the money on my book, I don't care about free me
Play the game like basketball, cause if you reach then I'ma teach
Bitches hidin' behind the mask, when we know they all some leech

A hoe gon' be a hoe, don't waste your breath, if you out here tryin' to preach
We don't do no drive-by, WDG, we like hoppin' out on feet
Plug from Africa, sent two hundred bos, this shit came in a Jeep
Drac in the backpack, make the wrong move, we gon' put your ass to sleep

Slidin' in straight 8 this shit, Super Chargerd, leave burn marks down your street
Me and twin, just got the drops on the opps they know we gon spin they block

We gon' catch them slipping' with my .45, knock out hes top
If you see the whip with tent, just know yo ah is gon get pop

Hop out with a drac 7.62, we gon' flip they car