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lirik lagu bout to go down – turk

[verse 1 – turk]
look, look, look
i done told you once and i’m not gon say it no mo’
stuntin in front them hoes sayin what you gon through
now n-gg-, look here, you know you down bad round
runnin off the mouth, tellin me not to come around
you must be trippin, what you think you debo?
i don’t care who you is what you think that i’m a hoe?
never that never was and never would be
i got a gat, i ain’t just totin tryin to see
i’m bout to pull off some my rype sh-t
put a bomb in a lil city, tell yo mom, you b-tch
playin with me, look you better know what you doin partna
cuz i’m playin for keeps, slip up, n-gg- i got cha
but i’ma do, you and bet the next n-gg- don’t try me
i’ma abuse-ya, cut-cha, and burn up ya body
playin raw like gotti wrong like gotti, you wack your hoe
and flea off in my limo-tinted up-ram

[chorus]
why you lay that boy down-cuz he play with me dogg
why you lay that hoe down-because she play with me dogg
i heard you spray like four round-off top, yes i did
turk is bout to go down (fo sho)
it’s bout to go down (fo sho)
why you lay that boy down-cuz he play with me dogg
why you lay that hoe down-because she play with me fo’
i heard you spray like four round-yes i did, yes i did
turk is bout to go down, it’s bout to go down

[verse 2 – christina]
off top, f-ck it i show up at ya block and see
wit about fifty glocks
and i pop, pop, pop out my pretty pink drop
lil shop pumpin rocks up in the parkin lot
pull up in the light, with a coupe
with a bag, matchin my boots
i ain’t here to be cute, i’m here to bring the truth
but i gotta letcha b-tches know exacly how i do
i know b-tches be like, “she can’t really fight
ain’t no ghetto in her”, till i put the medal in her
take her, out of her misery, out of her h-ll, f-ck shanelle
sh-t, i’m down to bring couple of nails
b-tch i touch with out reachin, huss you with out speakin
up-chick up before bullets start leakin
i locked up and got my poker face on
a.c. and the king, meet yall jokers face on
chumps get done f-ckin with the lady don
take your arms leave reachless
sh-t, i leave you speechless
tryin to take my mic cuz he slapped u outta reflex

[chorus]
why you lay that boy down-cuz he play with me dogg
why you lay that hoe down-because she play with me dogg
i heard you spray like four round-yes i did, yes i did
turk is bout to go down (fo sho)
it’s bout to go down (fo sho)
why you lay that boy down-cuz he play with me dogg
why you lay that hoe down-because she play with me fo’
i heard you spray like four round-yes i did, yes i did
turk is bout to go down (off top)
it’s bout to go down

[verse 3 – baby]
let’s go
b-tch n-gg- take that frown down, before we tear it down
bring it cousin cuz this gangsta sh-t should have been went down
in the club, high off that fire woodie
right now, i guess it’s bout time to holla woodie
didn’t a n-gg- like to tell ya dead sonny, hundred round
lay’em down, f-ck over’em the n-gg- ain’t nothin but a clown
uptown round, he gettin in his car burn him down
shot callin, i never get my hands dirty
these hands were made for playin hoes and cookin birdies
off that bottle, i’m bad and i’m nervous
d-ck clint, big chief, k-c, ya’ll help me serv’em
everybody in the project know who choppin and who servin
cross the court, n-gg-s whisperin and they nervous
step up comin home, pop a bottle, and cook a birdy
don’t get it twisted, it’s cash money real estate
platinum bullets, let his family see his f-ckin face

[chorus]
why you lay that boy down-cuz he play with me dogg
why you lay that hoe down-because she play with me dogg
i heard you sprak like four round-yes i did, yes i did
turk is bout to go down (fo sho)
it’s bout to go down (fo sho)
why you lay that boy down-cuz he play with me dogg
why you lay that hoe down-because she play with me fo’
i heard you spray like four round-off top, yes i did
turk is bout to go down (off top)
it’s bout to go down (let’s go)

- turk

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