The Turnaround (Thug Remix)

Real Live & Tragedy Khadafi & Capone - Rap
The Turnaround (Thug Remix)
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[Intro] Kuwait (Where my thugs at?) Meets New Jeruz K-Def and Larry-O how we do Where my thugs at? Where my thugs at? [Hook] Hold ya head, son Real cats hold it down Stop the bank 'till the last dice hit the ground Snatch your money up Do your thing, turn around Officially we out to take yours and get down Hold ya head, son Real cats hold it down Stop the bank 'till the last dice hit the ground Snatch your money up Do your thing, turn around Officially we out to take yours and get down [Tragedy Khadafi] When I travel the street, I take the backstrip The drop three sketched gap with the matte clip Guerrilla tactic, deadly with my gas spit Conglomerate, state shinin' in the final whip Reclinin' with hoes laced in designer shit We polyin', four carats on Somalian Yugoslavian, I judge wise like Solomon In the bridge, Jake followin', we crack swallowin' Feds watch me, on the docks where the yachts be Arab-Nazi, blow holes in your Versace The Makti, label me God, Al-Khadafi Red Selassie in 83 when I was locked D Nonchalantly, with these can't harm me Remain calmly, Islami, sippin' Dom P In the Acura, laughter, Cleopatra Baggin' keys with a spatula What I'm after? Half a mil for my rapture, avoid capture... Yeah, that's what I'm after Kuwait, 2-5 forever shine, turn around Word up [Hook] Hold ya head, son Real cats hold it down Stop the bank 'till the last dice hit the ground Snatch your money up Do your thing, turn around Officially we out to take yours and get down Hold ya head, son Real cats hold it down Stop the bank 'till the last dice hit the ground Snatch your money up Do your thing, turn around Officially we out to take yours and get down [Larry-O] My little record is impeccable, respectable Slick, undetectable China-white collectibles My victims turn to vegetables This course for celebration, Buddha festivals Spectacular villains gettin' tossed The future bat roars Beaters clap up windshields The black Navy SEALS get killin' bills Cat pills, illegal record deals My main condition coalition team hits the hardest We touchin' these maggots up like makeup artists Detroit State, Feverboro TriStar Tack the torture killin' track like a jacker does a car My wizards highly vex, amongst the last time I seen her Busy in the rap arena, greener, centimena, coca-hena My family's a dynasty, done crab wetters Massive cheddar batters, flip them thangs in triple headers Unorganized crimes, blind one-track minds My culture's been designed to decline They got us in this grind, but not for long These prices fluctuate, my numbers stand strong Niggas prolong and get clicked for doin' slick wrong (What!?) Erase your clique, make it quick, snatch up all six bricks Slick is slippery, ice the mouth for trickle it [Hook] Hold ya head, son Real cats hold it down Stop the bank 'till the last dice hit the ground Snatch your money up Do your thing, turn around Officially we out to take yours and get down Hold ya head, son Real cats hold it down Stop the bank 'till the last dice hit the ground Snatch your money up Do your thing, turn around Officially we out to take yours and get down [Capone] Ayo, I got shine Take yours before you take mine Can't knock the way I make mine You're fine in time, the world's mine They found two nines in the rest Two keys are blessed And that day come fast So it's grungy when you live the hustle Thirsty, Jake, fiend to bust you My logic, I take direct Push a Lex to my death Weed smoke up my chest And the Henny, many envy that be keepin' me wet Hold up, pass, don't bring me to the hand of a vet Swole up, injected by the hot slug of a tech I'm best, my intuition bout' to give him what he missin' Should've stood ground and never took a third position My keys bridge committee, [?], New York City Style foul like Diddy, ten gorillas rollin' with me K-Def and Larry-O like the 50 Bismillah, Alhamdulillah Now take it to the third degree My understanding is street life Gotta get heat, right? A stack to your soul, the beat like what? Capone -N- Noriega Khadafi, K-Def and Larry-O Real Live, (what, what?) [Hook] Hold ya head, son Real cats hold it down Stop the bank 'till the last dice hit the ground Snatch your money up Do your thing, turn around Officially we out to take yours and get down Hold ya head, son Real cats hold it down Stop the bank 'till the last dice hit the ground Snatch your money up Do your thing, turn around Officially we out to take yours and get down [Outro] Turnaround Yeah, yeah Turnaround (Where my thugs at?) K-Def and Larry-O (Real Live!) New Jeruz That's how we go The organized 2-5 D-Mobb Thug Noriega New Jeruz how we do...
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Credits
- Writers
- Tragedy Khadafi
- Larry-O
- Capone