Turk - Down Here lyrics

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Turk - Down Here lyrics

[B.G.] (y'kno about the Hot Boys n***a, y'kno about the Hot Boys n***a) n***a say New Orleans fake, n***a better fear down here We have mo' muders than the days and a year down here You got coke - we'd a make ya disappear down here You outta line - we'd a leave ya block clear down here If you ain't from here, you better not come live down here We drank Champagne - we don't f** with beer down here We straight snakes - we come at'cha from the rear down here We straight guerillas - you +Get It How U Live!+ down here I'ma chopper toter - I ain't never showed no fear I duct tape ya - rope ya and cut ya from ear ta ear BGeezy is one of the hottest n***as in the pad Get outta line with me and I'll leave ya sh** flat Clickin' and clackin' blacka and bangin' ridin' at night Jackin' and slangin' hustlin' and peerin' man thats my life Baby - Slim - Fresh - Juve - Weezy - Turk That's my clique - disrespect 'em A get 'cha call ta the morgue quik n***a Y'kno about the Hot Boys Disrespect 'em a get a call ta the morgue quik [Lil' Wayne] (look look look) I come with, k's and Glocks, ready ta spray the block Raise the spot, blica-blazin' hot Ha! See I'm the, youngest C.M.B. n***a Hollygrove hard hitter Get rid of n***as if you come with the correct scrilla I'm on "De' netha dela" - it turn me ta k**er Say it's a shame cuz Wayne - an untamed guerilla Ya got the dope and ya-ya - you drop it like it burn I get that rope and tape and, I gatta have yurn I know I'm raw - I know I'm out thea' bad But I get it how I live, cuz that drought ain't playing And I'm 'bout that cash, so I can bounce back fast So I gatta dress in black with dirty 'Boks and mask Pa** me the smell of braish let me blow out my brain I'm on the block, hotter than a trench ready ta do it a-gain Lil' Weezy - Hot Boy - have you feelin' the flames Cuz these blood stains, in ya, Hilfiger my man [Juvenile] I ain't with that bullsh**tin' lil' one so take heave I ain't gonna stop until all of you b**hes leave You mothaf**in' right I got a complex You mothaf**in' right I'm takin' hits, with a contract Been in n***a everywhere but under the foots I'm try'na take lil' daddy head outta the roots I'll catch him in the broad daylight - I'ont give a f** Find me a illegal dice game - we gon' f** it up Becuz n***as, try they best, ta catch me But I ain't, gonna let 'em, stretch me I'm not, abouta run, cuz I'm a soulja I keeps, me a gun, when In that Nolia My tongue, never loose, cuz I'm a fool Ask a n***a who bout it, them AK's rule You better not be running through n***as that I despise Catch you off ya bases leave the murder rate high [Turk] (look look look) Uptown is where I'm from - Magnolia soulja til I die Keep a chopper with a drum - realest they come - ready ta ride I never been a hoe n***a - I been bout drama Never hung with the young n***as - I run with the ol' tymers n***a want start something - kham'talkn about you bring it If you up weight it don't stunt - we leave you bang-ed You didn't - say you didn't, be a man don't be no hoe If you live by the gun - then by the gun is how you go n***as don't fight no mo' - all they do is slang that iron n***as they k**in' slow - that's how it go in ('99) Ain't no rules too this sh** - spread when you wan' spread it Shoot then talk later - play it how you wan' play it You got a problem with me n***a - we can do it how you wanna Spin a bend in broad daylight and I bet'cha you be a goner sh** n***a I'm goin' all out behind mine Burn your block down, at any given time n***a, what? n***a, what? n***a, what? we come na tear it up, what?