you know man Turtle Banxx

I want you to go in there and get them niggas man

let em know the drought is over man



game recognize game cock your pistols and aim (wee straight)

all about hustlin and bustin for change (wee straight)

to go there we can get in this bitch (wee straight)

ballin for scratch ready to die for this shit





don't you know that talking shit ain't wise

nigga I'll advise you and your guys to get the fuck outta my presence

I got trigger eyes

venom plower situations reaping bloody demonstrations when the heat dies

you won't see guys conversating

only homicides and yellow tapings

no suspect no motives mad villains living bogus

if we don't catch you you best believe we tag whoever closest

and make you feel the motions

Turtle Banxx got kill notions thats real potent

have you ever see I still smoking

senile emotions you'll soul cokeland

not a body open fuck ABC's

best to be on P's and Q's I'ma get diseases if you snoozes

you ready yet?

you better study your tech and be a threat fucking coward

or face trigger vests with celeb ways to wreck

off with all heads and all bets

I'm on your neck sending straight .57 threats at your neck nigga





straight .57 till your face don't blink

nowhere to run no time to think

so what you wanna do when it's on like that

in a chill when we steal and your soul get snatched out ya body

shotties to your face don't blink

nowhere to run no time think

so what you wanna do when it's on like that

in a chill when we steal and your soul get snatched out ya body



catch me with a semi on cop

been in your block dumping 17 shots in your spot

putting niggas in shops ready for a box

made my getaway slick as a fox

taking the ditches the cops

escaping visions of prisons and locks

my mission don't stop no pot to piss in so the plot thickens

I keep hearing gats clicking

see I'm into strange places

wear a mask to cover up they faces if they want me why they procrastinate

is it just in oasis?

perpetrated by my imagination

apple texas trojan am I tasting

my own death gun fire got me toned deaf

so I say a silent but I save my ownself

can you clone death?

like they do life I see the blue light hearing the sirens

amongst the madness and the violence gun firing

tragedies of lying in to I want a murderous round boy

that let niggas don't talk infa-red triggers caulk

a nigga trying to cheat life

now death says name affiliation in the street life

I see nights away from the mics

far from the henny and ice where many ya like for the riches and life

while shaking the device with a camera device like dice

from pistol fights nickel hypes murder and mics is life

in the Chi and Suge Knight

so think twice or faces vicious types in pit fights







the blocks hotted the cops watching for anything unusual happen

they been stoping profits three days in tracking

drug traffic distracting clientele with drug habits

load them thangs and make them slugs happen

enemies of surprise got em frantic

scattered and panicked damaged by any 11

ducked behind a treasure box let em have it

managed to get away hide away your weapons

probably still there but they ain't telling

belling to the bank for my safe deposit

gotta take my grub on these narcotics properly watching

with a copy of my face composite

description all the way down to the J's I'm rocking

laser dots and the ducking police dogs hunting

resistin everything I'm touching

blood running down from the barbwire bloodening

choppers hovering sirens coming closer

grab our toaster, I'm supposed to surrender

but I done heard the shots from the trigger of a







yeah yeah

you see man

I told you man

get them niggas man

they know not to

the drought is over

the drought is over man

Turtle Banxx

yeah