Young Turk:
 (Verse 1)
 Fatiuged up full of that dope ready for war
 Me and Mark wit K's tearing yo station up
 Baggin' that kill shooting at anythang that's chillin'
 Wit a hundred rounds..so u know there's gonna be a killin'
 Better stake yo self in a place we can't see
 Ramble at night in the evenin' we creep
 Bout whateva nigga killin niggas like a season
 Duct tape body snatchin niggas for any reasons
 You best believe we'z real
 We too hot and hard to kill
 Now (?) low as they could we get it how we live
 Turn the (?) spittin' stainin' witnesses and all
 Ain't no escapin' choppers gone set it off
 Lil' Wayne bout that funky shit
 Leave nigga fire if out of line get rid of quick
 The.....Magnolia is where I be
 Where a soulja I leave a nigga stain
 messin' fo weed

 (chorus)

 1(Turk) --Bout whateva u bout whateva u want we can do it
 2(Wayne)--Triggas I ain't and yo station I'mma run through it
 3(Turk) --Bout whateva u bout nigga all day and all night
 4(Wayne)--Look here man I ain't scared to lose my life

 *(Turk) --Bout whateva u bout whateva u want we can do it
 *(Wayne)--Triggas I ain't and yo station I'mma run through it
 *(Turk) --Bout whateva u bout nigga all day and all night
 5(Wayne)--eah..man I ain't scared to lose my life

 (Verse 2)

 The young head busta
 Eliminating niggas like nuttin'
 Fifty shots I release hit yo block head bustin'
 Turk and Wayne the youngest of the squad with the ride
 Magnolia I represent til I die thats no lie
 Infered beams chest head shots I'm givin'
 Bullets flippin and still but nothing but gun smoke when u slippin'
 And yo body hot like shit you drop nigga
 Hit yo block in the jag wit the top dropped nigga
 Soulja rags wit black bows I thugged out
 Two times a hot boy wit' two slugs in my mouth
 Before five we cocked back always ready for beef
 Still got niggas on my side who gone ride wit me
 I hope u bout what I'm bout cuz if not ya all in
 I be in shitty colors A-K sex and ten
 No heisitation in my blood line
 Killin' niggas still no thang and I put it on yo mind

 (Chorus)

 Repeat Turk's line 1
 Repeat Wayne's line 2
 Repeat Turk's line 3
 (Wayne)--It don't matter I ain't scared to lose my life

 (Repeat over again)

 (Verse 2)

 I let'em sagg strap wit' automatics fully loaded
 Gloc's wit' 17 for the haters is why I tote it...never loaded
 I'm sobber nigga I stay on my shit
 Nigga want beef wit me...I ..ee..jack on that bitch
 Bout that druggin' 17 nigga I'm thuggin
 Nigga disrespect me get licked out like a ruggin'
 I.......discharge like a hoe
 Nigga fall like ceaser to the morge is where they go
 i ain't no hoe for you niggas that don't know
 I pack the A-K and the fuckin' fo..fo I let'em flow
 You get hit you crapped out
 Head shots thats what I'm givin' brains be all out
 You faint fall out when they hear about you
 I release, release the whole clip not few
 Nigga you through when u fuckin wit' me
 Lil Turk the H-B from the U-P-T

 (chorus)

 Repeat Turk's line 1
 Repeat Wayne's line 2
 Repeat Turk's line 3
 (Wayne)--eah...man I ain't scared to lose my life


 (Repeat first three lines over)
 1*******
 2*******
 3*******
 *(Wayne)--Look here man I ain't scared to lose my life


 (Repeat the last 4 lines over again)


 Nigga...(what)...(what)

 Nigga

 Turk and Wayne

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