Turk - Zip It feat. Lil Wayne & Juvenile lyrics

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Hook:

Y'all niggas better zip it, better zip your mouth

show you what this street shit 'bout

you in doubt? We'll set fire to your house

and murder everything running out

y'all niggas better zip it, nigga better zip your mouth

y'all niggas better zip it, nigga better zip your mouth

y'all niggas better zip it, better zip your mouth

show you what this street shit 'bout

you in doubt? We'll set fire to your house

and murder everything running out

y'all niggas better zip it, nigga better zip your mouth

y'all niggas better zip it, nigga better zip your mouth (yeah T)

I'm sitting on the foot off the bed, gun by my feet

the dick was too good, the bitch still asleep

since a pussy got lips, I guess you niggas could speak

you niggas bluffing like snow, you niggas just sleet

okay I stick to the G code, you stick to the zip code

money tall like Benjamin Franklin on tip-toes

your bitch a blowfish, she swallow my fishing pole

I aim at your head, it's coming off like stripper clothes

I fuck with guerrillas, bust at the Feds

I bet your mouth can't run if I cut off your legs

I'm fly like a zipper, but that ain't the point

my bullets fat as a joint, your head crack like a voice

I come to wet up the party, you niggas is garbage

hollow tips on the cartridge, I let it rip through your cartilage

one number, three letters, 9 AK

y'all niggas better zip it like YKK

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Y'all niggas better zip it, zip it, zip it

buy y'all some four Bentleys, representing real niggas too long

YNT gon' be there first, y'all niggas thought we was gone?

you gotta be kidding, watch what you say

we catch everything out the air, bare hand no mitten

and my name get mentioned, a nigga gon' slay you

catch ya down broad day with your bitch, a nigga still gon' spray you

what it cost to murk a snitch? Hoe, that's cheap labor

If you survive these 50 shots, you was in God's favor

big guns, I'ma send your mom my condolences

but if she with you when I hit you, you know how us niggas from New Orleans is

everybody get it, everybody gon' feel it

nobody exempt, every charge I got was a murder

in the booth, nigga ain't no attempts

so I don't take shots, I'll send 'em

got killers on standby, we'll take our lawyers ready to defend 'em

just having thoughts of snitching, nigga you in violation

so just the thought of you snitching, bitch is annihilation, annihilation

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I just got in from Cali, went from LA to Vallejo

I was lookin’ for heron, but all they had was the yayo

chickens up in the boat, Noah’s arc in this bitch

I’m talkin’ green like the 17th day of March in this bitch

I tried to kill ‘em in Vegas, I played roulette in the wind

like I’m ridin’ Bellagio, MGM and the Hen’

I got court in the morning, me and the District Attorney

told my lawyer don’t settle, let’s take this bitch for a journey

they ain’t catch me with nothin’, I don’t know who say it dope

bitches always runnin’ they mouths, I call ‘em Usain Bolts

still got love for my niggas, just how they dodgin’ the rats

know how we ran in the projects, we was like dogs in the pack

growin’ up in the Crescents, you need a vest and a weapon

everybody got beef, the shit like a delicatessen

snitches told ‘em I wore that, them bitches hit him with ten

he just started a business, he in that system again

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