Crank It Up

Lyrics
Young savage I gotta give it to 'em, come on Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up Say hello to the nigga that came from nuttin' Now, I got boo koo whips boo koo chips boo koo clips I'm thuggin' Everywhere I go I get hoes my girl be buggin' And I fuck with nuttin' but killas nigga I ain't bluffin' The block hot like that goddamn oven my team Got weight we steaks y'all chicken McNuggets Death right around the corner comin' for me it ain't nuttin' I'm out 'cha with a machine somethin' that's green somethin' But I be clean as a whistle you come on playa get ya hoe She tryin' to kiss me like we standin' under the missletoe Bogaurdin' that pussywhole Man, we had that same bitch at the six suckin' dick doin' tootsie roll Mane y'all lil' bitches ain't shit Couldn't make ten Gs if one of these niggas gave y'all a brick Y'all fakin' y'all shit, imitatin' my hits I'm takin' over what a nigga got to say about the shit Stop playin' man I hope you lil' niggas ready I heard the streets out, he yellin' for Webbie I'm tellin' you nigga stop playin', y'all nigga better get on ya shit Or get you some bricks or get you a hit Get serious 'cause I'm sayin' the savage work to hard for this I'ma get to the top of the list regaurdless Pussy bitch hold up Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, nigga Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up I'll leave one of y'all lil' rap niggas stankin' Before this rap I was hangin, what the fuck y'all lil' rap niggas thankin' While you was gettin' ya grades up I was gettin' my change up a gangsta armed and dangerous They tellin' me commercial my flow But Bun B said no Keep it gutta lil' nigga don't change it up Y'all pussy niggas hang it up hollin' trill y'all ain't us Boo gave me a light and a mike told me crank it up Partna, I got ya you just chill and watch me Take over that streets and have these niggas freaks jockin' We been distributers so let's distrubt hits and profits I'm all real so ain't no way in hell they can stop us Leave my niggas the blocks and get this legal money poppin' And ride and smoke doja that potion the top droppin The heat under the seat rims spinnin' all chrome TVs fliippin' Cell phone and I ain't lyin' that nigga on Stop playin' man I hope you lil' niggas ready I heard the streets out, he yellin' for Webbie I'm tellin' you nigga stop playin', y'all nigga better get on ya shit Or get you some bricks or get you a hit Get serious 'cause I'm sayin' the savage work to hard for this I'ma get to the top of the list regaurdless Pussy bitch hold up Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, nigga Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up I'm in the streets like them yellow lines or a new SUV I'm in the hood all the time like a burned CD Some G Nikes or some Jays or some fresh ass rees Hard, soft, pills, weed, rain, snow, hail, sleet And I ain't goin' home until everything gone It don't never take long, I keep orders on my phone With a sick click with me with a big clip with me With that good white pretty big zip six fifty I'm the eat on the streets a beast on the beats The puzzle to the piece they need to make this industry complete I'll run it so neat, so fresh, so clean I can go on any street no vest wearin bling I'm trill young savage I do my thing Straight no king, no prince, no queen And I'ma leave it right deal, wish a nigga get crunk I ain't shootin' no curves, no slurs, straight pumps Stop playin' man I hope you lil' niggas ready I heard the streets out, he yellin' for Webbie I'm tellin' you nigga stop playin', y'all nigga better get on ya shit Or get you some bricks or get you a hit Get serious 'cause I'm sayin' the savage work to hard for this I'ma get to the top of the list regaurdless Pussy bitch hold up Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, nigga Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
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Credits
- Writers
- Webbie
- Steve Below