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Young Turk F/ B.G., Hot Boys Miscellaneous Uptown [Turk] Can ya picture a lil nigga like me straight thug'n Hotter than fire, hotter than somethin that's in tha oven Tha G-Code I live by everyday Bitch nigga outta line, bitch nigga get erased Like chalkboards Look here my nigga I mean what I speak Nigga want beef I rip both sides of tha street I got niggas like Big Woe who would ride wit me (ride wit me) Tre, Duck and Waldo would ride wit me (ride wit me) I'm bout beefin, creepin whatever In any kind of weather act a fool wit the diseal Brotha and Bear look my niggas be thugged out Quick to run up in yo house and clear everybody out Know what I'm talkin bout You don't better find out Cause I leave yo folks in all black cryin and whined out I don't play cousin I give niggas head shots Not one, a couple of em makin sure that he drop Look here nigga [Hook] (BG) You must don't know his background (background) He been a lil donkey straight from Uptown Nigga you must don't know his background (back ground) He been a lil donkey nigga from Uptown Nigga you must not know his backgorund (background) He been a lil donkey straight from that Nolia Uptown [Turk] I'm tried of tellin you niggas bout fuckin wit me What you think I'm bitch made keep on and you'll see You could make me go off if u want and get ya issuse Face be on a picture, relatives gone miss ya Nigga I never talk twice If a nigga get down bad wit me, imma show em i ain't nothin nice I ain't gone buck Imma keep it on tha tuck Catch cha wit yo head down then I'm jammin you up You could under-estimate me if you want And watch how fast yo bitch ass whine up gettin funk You gone make me pop tha trunk You gone wish you never did Fuck givin body shots I'm hittin you in yo wig Ya under dig I'm a mutherfuckin murder man (murder man) Wit tha K in my hand nigga you think that i'm playin It ain't nothin for me to start sprayin Cause it's in my blood line I'll leave where you standin (Hook) [Turk] When it come down to that guerilla shit nigga I'm bout it Spinnin corners, Splittin fades wodie it gets me rowdy I don't just rap about it my nigga I live it You could get it twisted if you want you gone get it Let me burn yea If you haven't been taught nigga you gone learn yea Hard head make a soft ass Didn't yo momma tell u that young nigga You gotta gun so what nigga my gun bigger If I'm up wit no stuntin I pull tha trigga Aim for yo chest or head you die quicker Nigga this young nigga here don't play Thug'n everyday and I roll wit a K Don't hesitate I'll blow you away Have yo family plannin yo funeral in tha way If you don't want my trouble you betta chill Learnt this along time I kill or be killed (Hook) |
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