Uptown lyrics

Artist  : Young Turk 
Song : Uptown



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Young Turk f/ B.G. (Hot Boys)---Uptown 

 

 [Turk] 

 Can ya picture a lil nigga like me straight
thug'n 

 Hotter than fire, hotter than somethin that's in
tha oven  

 Tha G-Code I live by everyday 

 Bitch nigga outta line, bitch nigga get erased


 Like chalkboards  

 Look here my nigga I mean what I speak 

 Nigga want beef I rip both sides of tha street


 I got niggas like Big Woe who would ride wit me
(ride wit me) 

 Tre, Duck and Waldo would ride wit me (ride wit
me) 

 I'm bout beefin, creepin whatever 

 In any kind of weather act a fool wit the diseal


 Brotha and Bear look my niggas be thugged out


 Quick to run up in yo house and clear everybody
out 

 Know what I'm talkin bout 

 You don't better find out 

 Cause I leave yo folks in all black cryin and
whined out 

 I don't play cousin I give niggas head shots 

 Not one, a couple of em makin sure that he drop


 Look here nigga 

 

 [Hook] (BG) 

 You must don't know his background (background)


 He been a lil donkey straight from Uptown 

 Nigga you must don't know his background (back
ground) 

 He been a lil donkey nigga from Uptown 

 Nigga you must not know his backgorund
(background) 

 He been a lil donkey straight from that Nolia
Uptown 

 

 [Turk] 

 I'm tried of tellin you niggas bout fuckin wit
me 

 What you think I'm bitch made keep on and you'll
see 

 You could make me go off if u want and get ya
issuse 

 Face be on a picture, relatives gone miss ya 

 Nigga I never talk twice 

 If a nigga get down bad wit me, imma show em i
ain't nothin nice 

 I ain't gone buck  

 Imma keep it on tha tuck 

 Catch cha wit yo head down then I'm jammin you
up 

 You could under-estimate me if you want  

 And watch how fast yo bitch ass whine up gettin
funk 

 You gone make me pop tha trunk 

 You gone wish you never did 

 Fuck givin body shots I'm hittin you in yo wig 


 Ya under dig 

 I'm a mutherfuckin murder man (murder man) 

 Wit tha K in my hand nigga you think that i'm
playin 

 It ain't nothin for me to start sprayin 

 Cause it's in my blood line I'll leave where you
standin 

 

 (Hook) 

 

 [Turk] 

 When it come down to that guerilla shit nigga
I'm bout it 

 Spinnin corners, Splittin fades wodie it gets me
rowdy 

 I don't just rap about it my nigga I live it 

 You could get it twisted if you want you gone
get it 

 Let me burn yea  

 If you haven't been taught nigga you gone learn
yea 

 Hard head make a soft ass  

 Didn't yo momma tell u that young nigga 

 You gotta gun so what nigga my gun bigger  

 If I'm up wit no stuntin I pull tha trigga 

 Aim for yo chest or head you die quicker 

 Nigga this young nigga here don't play 

 Thug'n everyday and I roll wit a K 

 Don't hesitate I'll blow you away  

 Have yo family plannin yo funeral in tha way 

 If you don't want my trouble you betta chill 

 Learnt this along time I kill or be killed 

 

 (Hook)