T.I. - Turn It

 

Lyrics to Turn It by T.I.

  [Hook:] I'mma turn it it for the dopeboys ridin' in the trap 50 pounds and that fire in their lap I'mma turn it for the bad hoes, aye holla when you see me You know I got this raw when you need it I'mma turn it for the pay roll, I need it in my pocket Boy, what you need then I can get it if I ain’t got it I'mma turn it for these suckers, man I know you wouldn't be shit without me I can keep you bitches dreamin' 'bout me I'mma turn it for the… Hustle Gang, n-gga, that's mandatory Still be trappin' out the 'bando King pull strings like a Banjo Get a n-gga killed for a band, yo Pay anything to be done in the streets, I done it Swear to God from the West to the East side I run it You better watch how you talkin’ to me now, Sonny I'm a Bankhead n-gga, but the East ride for me You violate when you see me, get a demonstration in 3-D My motivation hit different states And that ten piece is like hot wings, n-gga Keep it real, you not me, n-gga If it wasn't for jail would have shot E, n-gga If they disrespectin’ on top we kill ‘em I'mma watch that, duck like like dark wing n-gga Still on top when you see me With my burner tucked in my monster truck The money you get like grown up And n-gga, you ain't even thinkin' rich, I'm enough With a matchin' chain, my formula Get cocaine and buy everything, like “Yeah” [Hook] Never will I be the one Who ever go broke or don’t carry a gun Play me for no joke, n-gga, I’m not the one F-ck that shit that you done, we riding ‘til dawn Run up to him and do him, make sure that he done New AK with a scope in case he may run I bet he not far, on top of my car If I got my tripod I won’t have to try hard to kill him You [?] better pay me or you out through dealin' Them n-ggas whippin' with you and the broad you drillin' When it come to bankroll we the [?] n-gga Okay, I got something for you, n-gga I’mma cap me a case, I’m so ratchet Get the f-ck out my face, ride four ratchets Got bad bitches in mad cities We hit the stage and throw 40 at it I stay on gold, n-gga, know me I green light a whole n-gga slit lowkey My attitude does scare with some goatee I do a drive-by listening to Doe B My [?] bro, no remote I’m up there, stuck there, I rolled it for him From the coast of [?] Better know that [Hook]