The Game - Twisted lyrics

If I love, I love, I love you
If I love, I love, I love, I love you

My little niggas come through drillin' shit
You know how many times I try to
Talk 'em out of killin' shit?
But they don't listen to me
They listen to NBA YoungBoy
Say they'll never be broke again
And I love 'em
Them my young boys
It's Compton, nigga
Where everybody got heat
Even Walmart came through and stepped
On the Compton swap meet
We lost niggas and we found niggas
We swim through rival neighborhoods
Until we drown
Nigga
And we don't need Joe Biden for
Crack pipes, we got 'em
Nigga
I know glass blowers who braid
Hair in the bottoms
Nigga
I know smokers that still
Alive after bad drugs
I know some jakes that never
Made it out that bathtub
I know some niggas masked up
Ready to blast snubs
Tryna decide between food and chronic
Down to they last dub
Fuck where he from, take off
Don't even ask cuz
I used to save niggas, now that
Call end with smash, blood
I'm twisted

Hardest liquor in my system got me twisted
Ridin' through Inglewood
Backwoods gettin' twisted
'Bout to pull up to the
Jungles and get twisted
.30 on my lap 'cause you
Niggas got me twisted
It's still fuck my brother and I
Just made up with my sister
Nightmares on Elm Street
So I wake up to my pistol
In the backyard with my oldest son
He can't get the silencer on
His gun, lil' nigga
You gotta twist it

We don't leave the house
Without the hammer on
Fuck it look like sayin' The Game
Dead on your camera phone
Slow down, you gotta move in slow motion
Like a plane from the ground
I seen all four oceans
I run with felons, the good fellas
Bulletproof umbrellas, nigga
Ain't nobody tellin'
And ain't nobody sellin'
We don't trust you niggas
Shoot shadows over the roaches
We'll crush you niggas
Step over niggas, like A.I. do
You'll be lookin' up at
Cornrows like Tyronn Lue
We send bitches to your section
Just to spy on you
Ring camera on the text, I got my eye on you
We don't switch sets, never have, never will
Certified gangstas, nigga
Bandanas is dip set
Killer Cali, nigga, lil' Uzis, big sweats
Triads, eses, Bloods and them Crip sets
Twisted

Hardest liquor in my system got me twisted
Ridin' through Inglewood
Backwoods gettin' twisted
'Bout to pull up to the
Jungles and get twisted
.30 on my lap 'cause you
Niggas got me twisted
It's still fuck my brother and I
Just made up with my sister
(If I love, I love, I love you)
Nightmares on Elm Street
So I wake up to my pistol
In the backyard with my oldest son
(If I love, I love, I love, I love you)
He can't get the silencer on
His gun, lil' nigga
You gotta twist it

If I love, I love, I love you
If I love, I love, I love, I love you
If I love, I love, I love you
If I love, I love, I love, I love you