Twista - Grand Finale Lyrics
(feat. The Legit Ballers)[Toxic]Check this out ya dig?You've vome to the last and final recordToxic gettin crunk on you hoesMy nigga KX-Zilla, Steve The Guitar Man droppin the rythmAnd I got the whole Legit Ballers family up in hea niggaA yo Beanie FranksYou the early bird of this mutha*****aGUNNIN!![Beanie Franks]Picture a niggas thats rawAmber fire his ass and what we'll say is what we sawMutha*****as I slaughterBlow 'em out the waterL-E-G-I-T that's BallersMy styles as lethalAs a ***** that's found with AIDS gettin looseNigga before you get spraid wit some hot shitWhile you run I pop shitYo ghetto aint no harder than mine, ***** that block shitYou cant manage them thangs The robber takin and born in the rangeBattle the match and bangI hold my gun up high screamin "***** 'Em All"Then I get in that as like cholesterolI got the game lock dowm like AlcatrazAnd if you escape you betta haul assCause when I catch ya physically and mentallyI bring yo ass on the block thats the penaltyPut 'em in the hot seat grab a hoeI'll show you some shit that'll make your eyes explode out ya skullCause bein odd ont the block is a N-ONiggas didnt know that I could go off, and show off, and throw off the lawTurn, send ten shows that'll burnWhats left is a mutha*****in dent in the alleyBeanie Franks is the shit on the Grand Finale[Toxic]YeahThats tha shit I'm talkin about niggaNow its time for Turtle Banks to spit[Turtle Banks]Turtle BanksYou know its my turn to bussAnd make weak mutha*****as turn to dustAnd if you weak you die
