T.I. - Turn It Lyrics
[Intro]Hustle Gang, niggaHood *****es[Chorus]I'mma turn it it for the dopeboys ridin' in the trap50 pounds and that fire in they lapI'mma turn it for the bad hoes, aye holla when you see meYou know I got this raw when you need itI'mma turn it for the pay roll, I need it in my pocketBoy, what you need then I can get it if I ain't got itI'mma turn it for these suckers, maneI know you wouldn't be shit without meI can keep you *****es dreamin' bout meI'mma turn it for the[Verse]Hustle Gang, nigga, that's manda (tory)Still be trappin' out the 'bandoKing pull strings like a Banjo (pull it)Get a nigga killed for a band, yoPay anything to be done in the streets, I done itSwear to God from the West to the East side I run itYou betta watch how you talkin' to me now, SonnyI'm a Bankhead nigga, but the East ride for meYou violate when you see me, get a demonstration in 3DMy motivation hit different statesAnd that ten piece is like hot wings, niggaKeep it real, you not me, niggaIf it wasn't for jail would have shot E, niggaIf they disrespectin' on top we kill ‘emI'mma watch that, duck like like dark wing niggaStill on trap when you see meWith my burner tucked in my monster truckThe money you get like grown upAnd nigga, you ain't even thinkin' rich, I'm enoughWith a matchin' chain, my formulaGet cocaine and buy everything, like yeah[Chorus]I'mma turn it it for the dopeboys ridin' in the trap50 pounds and that fire in they lapI'mma turn it for the bad hoes, aye holla when you see meYou know I got this raw when you need itI'mma turn it for the pay roll, I need it in my pocketBoy, what you need then I can get it if I ain't got itI'mma turn it for these suckers, maneI know you wouldn't be shit without meI can keep you *****es dreamin' bout meI'mma turn it for the[Verse]Never will I be the oneWho ever go broke or won't carry a gunPlay me for no joke, nigga, I'm not the one***** that shit that you done, we riding till dawnRun up to him and do him, make sure that he doneNew AK with a scope in case he may runI bet he not far, on top of my carIf I got my tripod I won't have to try hard to kill himYo hooker betta pay me or you out through dealin'Them niggas whippin' with you and the broad you drillin'When it come to bankroll we the Molo niggaOkay, I got something for you, niggaI'mma cap me a case (I'm so ratchet)Get the ***** out my face (I'm so ratchet)Got bad *****es in mad citiesWe hit the stage and throw 40 at itI stay on gold, nigga, know meI green light a whole nigga slit lowkeyMy attitude does scare with some goateeI do a drive-by listening to Doe BMy nob bro, no remoteI'm up there, stuck there, I rolled it for himFrom the coast of Mona to the coast of OleBetta know that[Chorus]I'mma turn it it for the dopeboys ridin' in the trap50 pounds and that fire in they lapI'mma turn it for the bad hoes, aye holla when you see meYou know I got this raw when you need itI'mma turn it for the pay roll, I need it in my pocketBoy, what you need then I can get it if I ain't got itI'mma turn it for these suckers, maneI know you wouldn't be shit without meI can keep you *****es dreamin' bout meI'mma turn it for the
