turn up the good Baby, turn up the good Baby, turn up the good Baby, turn up the good Baby, turn up the good It doesn't feel like it should so baby turn
oh oh oh) Yeah turn it up (oh oh oh) Turn it up (oh oh oh) There ain't nobody wants to be alone Turn it up (oh oh oh) Turn it up (oh oh oh) 'Cause little
and me can you feel it in the rhythm, the flow whether it?s fast or it?s slow we?ll get it right c?mon let?s turn it up turn it up tonight Never had
tear it up. You've got some nerve acting any less ecstatic. Turn it turn it up. We've got to ride this one to watch it in slow motion, Till slow motion
motherfucking young Don, H-A-W-K Day one niggaz, ain't that right Sensei Corleone (Corleone) ha-ha, Screwed Up Click C.M.G. ha, if it's up to me it is
s doped up, ni**a what you smokin on? Figure if we high they can train us but then America f**ked up and blamed up I guess it's cause we black that we
pain it's inflicted. Something about the paper wit the pictures of the presidents head. Damn it's like a motha fuckin plague. It spreads. It's epidemic. Forgotten, forgotten it
it in him Damn, I guess this motherfucker know that I sent it Hit the pedal now we high speeding With the metal trying to make these motherfuckers die freezing Up
could pull out the drink and be good 'till it's relavent but I'm a straight solider, I'll roll up a nigga like its Heaven sent Tripping over dead
. G-Unit! Next level now, turn it up a notch. Em and Dre sent me to tear up the spot. Front on me, oh no, you know I'm loco. Hands up on the dance floor
gun shot five people! And sent hundrends runnin' from cover. Chaos around new time turn this busy Quuens street into a crime scene. Scar-up he on the
some get it in the leg, some get it in the back some get it in the foot, bleed all over their airmax nigga pump my packs or pay poor tax it's extortion
rolled on (It's Fifty!) If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long (Yeah!) If you thinking I'm a fuckin fall off ya so wrong (It's Fifty!) [50
[Intro] Yeah It is what it is man Uh huh [Verse 1] Sirens flashin', you know the routine, the crime scene taped off It started off a robbery, they blew
G-Unit! Next level now, turn it up a notch. Em and Dre sent me to tear up the spot. Front on me, oh no, you know I'm loco. Hands up on the dance floor
you be Camel Tao's dick You a grown man with no plans And still callin' up college radio requestin' your own jams ("Ayo, I'm tryin' to blow up!") but
. Jump in my ride, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump.
