Aaron lacrate, Yeah, ugk for life bitch
The treal og is in the motherfucking building
Bun B
Triple og to be exact, you know we rapping p.e.t.
To the fullest We gonna take this one up to …
Get on that milk crate, merlin shit
What’s up aaron, turn it up
Just another day In the life of the og
Back out on the block sport where everybody knows me
No way i’m low key my presses as a glows
So when i step out on the scene
Man they already know, hot the snow in the summer
Just in case you wanna ski the purest of the powder play
A courtesy of me, got your nose all running
Like you just caught a cold
And i been a man since 17 years old
I fold back and all about the bindess
On the daily tryna stack up major money
No if and or maybes that maybe bullshit is for
The motherfucking sitter, this is grown man bia
One hit or quitter, raise by the bears so I do just like
They told me that’s what separates the new you
From the old me pimping like kobe and Know i’m not a phoney
Throw your ass in the trunk, Until you stick yourself
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up,
Turn it up motherfucker, We turn it up
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up fuck these niggas, We turn it up
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up fuck these bitches, We turn it up
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up motherfucker, We turn it up
Yeah bitch
You already know i’m back on that pa bullshit
I’m in this bitch representing them treal gladiators
And you know they stay on deck
Yeah, too treal entertainment is in the
Motherfucking building
So don’t get it twisted
Or you’ll get yourself twisted
Know what i’m talking bout, yeah
West side to the east
Pa in this bitch nigga, Turn it up
Back up on my grizzly like, My name was t putt...
Escape me while you hate me, nigga stuck up in the mud still
You won’t be, What a thug will quit your fronting
No future in it anyway, We see through all the stunting
Don’t make me push that button, When i open up the briefcase
You know you waiting for this drama and these streets ace
Let off 100 rounds and now it’s just a warm up
So don’t nobody hear you when you ringing the alarm 1
I handle fuck shit exactly how i order so this shit will surprise
You when i come through on the slaughter I’m a real fire starter
A fire flame spitter and you’ll be ass out, When the bullets hit
You in the shitter Just ... More g shit and its finest
Mixed with that texas king shit, from his highness
Don’t attempt to try this without proper supervision
Cause the treal og is on a motehrfucking mission
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up motherfucker, We turn it up
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up fuck these niggas, We turn it up
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up fuck these bitches, We turn it up
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up motherfucker, We turn it up
Turn It Up Lyrics, Bun B Album Lyrics, Bun B Turn It Up Song Lyrics,
The treal og is in the motherfucking building
Bun B
Triple og to be exact, you know we rapping p.e.t.
To the fullest We gonna take this one up to …
Get on that milk crate, merlin shit
What’s up aaron, turn it up
Just another day In the life of the og
Back out on the block sport where everybody knows me
No way i’m low key my presses as a glows
So when i step out on the scene
Man they already know, hot the snow in the summer
Just in case you wanna ski the purest of the powder play
A courtesy of me, got your nose all running
Like you just caught a cold
And i been a man since 17 years old
I fold back and all about the bindess
On the daily tryna stack up major money
No if and or maybes that maybe bullshit is for
The motherfucking sitter, this is grown man bia
One hit or quitter, raise by the bears so I do just like
They told me that’s what separates the new you
From the old me pimping like kobe and Know i’m not a phoney
Throw your ass in the trunk, Until you stick yourself
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up,
Turn it up motherfucker, We turn it up
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up fuck these niggas, We turn it up
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up fuck these bitches, We turn it up
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up motherfucker, We turn it up
Yeah bitch
You already know i’m back on that pa bullshit
I’m in this bitch representing them treal gladiators
And you know they stay on deck
Yeah, too treal entertainment is in the
Motherfucking building
So don’t get it twisted
Or you’ll get yourself twisted
Know what i’m talking bout, yeah
West side to the east
Pa in this bitch nigga, Turn it up
Back up on my grizzly like, My name was t putt...
Escape me while you hate me, nigga stuck up in the mud still
You won’t be, What a thug will quit your fronting
No future in it anyway, We see through all the stunting
Don’t make me push that button, When i open up the briefcase
You know you waiting for this drama and these streets ace
Let off 100 rounds and now it’s just a warm up
So don’t nobody hear you when you ringing the alarm 1
I handle fuck shit exactly how i order so this shit will surprise
You when i come through on the slaughter I’m a real fire starter
A fire flame spitter and you’ll be ass out, When the bullets hit
You in the shitter Just ... More g shit and its finest
Mixed with that texas king shit, from his highness
Don’t attempt to try this without proper supervision
Cause the treal og is on a motehrfucking mission
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up motherfucker, We turn it up
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up fuck these niggas, We turn it up
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up fuck these bitches, We turn it up
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Turn it up motherfucker, We turn it up
Turn It Up Lyrics, Bun B Album Lyrics, Bun B Turn It Up Song Lyrics,
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