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Turn It Up
by Jesse Toronto James & Steinn
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Everyday we turn it up
Rollin' up the kush we bout' to burn it up
Ask around the town you know they heard of us
C-P-D yeah we spittin' murderous
Everyday we turn it up
Rollin' up the kush we bout' to burn it up
Ask around the town you know they heard of us
C-P-D yeah we spittin' murderous
Everyday we turn it up
Turn it up just like the body count
This the shit right here to make your body bounce
If you talkin' kush I smoke it by the ounce
Type to fuck a bad bitch tell her bye then bounce
I can make your body rock and I can make your body drop
Rock the building so hard neighbors call the cops
Everybody hatin' cause I call the shots
Can't stop won't stop until I go to see the top
And there ain't no comin' down
If you ain't smokin' that loud dunny please don't come around
Some like sippin' lean, some like in between
But I'm just stickin' to the green
Smokin' blunt after blunt, from the front to the back
Pullin' stunt after stunt, poppin' bottle after bottle
Fuckin' model after model, only if they swallow
Yeah you know the motto
Everyday we turn it up
Rollin' up the kush we bout' to burn it up
Ask around the town you know they heard of us
C-P-D yeah we spittin' murderous
Everyday we turn it up
Rollin' up the kush we bout' to burn it up
Ask around the town you know they heard of us
C-P-D yeah we spittin' murderous
Everyday we turn it up
I don't need fuck a bitch to make me rich
I tell her do the dishes then go take the strip
I'm never goin' broke I gotta make a flip
If a hater snitch then they catch a AK clip
Gorillas go bananas, all them killers wit' them hammers
Buncha lunatics but I ain't talking country grammer
Got my partner in the slammer, my father in the grave
Got my mama in the loony bin, what more can I say?
I been hustlin' so long and I'm startin' to feel the pressure
The pain is so heavy even Richter's couldn't measure
My pain is your pleasure, your pleasure is my pain
Tryin' to get my mom a house and get up out the game
Everyday we turn it up
Rollin' up the kush we bout' to burn it up
Ask around the town you know they heard of us
C-P-D yeah we spittin' murderous
Everyday we turn it up
Rollin' up the kush we bout' to burn it up
Ask around the town you know they heard of us
C-P-D yeah we spittin' murderous
Everyday we turn it up
Everyday we turn it up
Rollin' up the kush we bout' to burn it up
Ask around the town you know they heard of us
C-P-D yeah we spittin' murderous
Everyday we turn it up
Rollin' up the kush we bout' to burn it up
Ask around the town you know they heard of us
C-P-D yeah we spittin' murderous
Everyday we turn it up
Turn it up just like the body count
This the shit right here to make your body bounce
If you talkin' kush I smoke it by the ounce
Type to fuck a bad bitch tell her bye then bounce
I can make your body rock and I can make your body drop
Rock the building so hard neighbors call the cops
Everybody hatin' cause I call the shots
Can't stop won't stop until I go to see the top
And there ain't no comin' down
If you ain't smokin' that loud dunny please don't come around
Some like sippin' lean, some like in between
But I'm just stickin' to the green
Smokin' blunt after blunt, from the front to the back
Pullin' stunt after stunt, poppin' bottle after bottle
Fuckin' model after model, only if they swallow
Yeah you know the motto
Everyday we turn it up
Rollin' up the kush we bout' to burn it up
Ask around the town you know they heard of us
C-P-D yeah we spittin' murderous
Everyday we turn it up
Rollin' up the kush we bout' to burn it up
Ask around the town you know they heard of us
C-P-D yeah we spittin' murderous
Everyday we turn it up
I don't need fuck a bitch to make me rich
I tell her do the dishes then go take the strip
I'm never goin' broke I gotta make a flip
If a hater snitch then they catch a AK clip
Gorillas go bananas, all them killers wit' them hammers
Buncha lunatics but I ain't talking country grammer
Got my partner in the slammer, my father in the grave
Got my mama in the loony bin, what more can I say?
I been hustlin' so long and I'm startin' to feel the pressure
The pain is so heavy even Richter's couldn't measure
My pain is your pleasure, your pleasure is my pain
Tryin' to get my mom a house and get up out the game
Everyday we turn it up
Rollin' up the kush we bout' to burn it up
Ask around the town you know they heard of us
C-P-D yeah we spittin' murderous
Everyday we turn it up
Rollin' up the kush we bout' to burn it up
Ask around the town you know they heard of us
C-P-D yeah we spittin' murderous
Everyday we turn it up
