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Da Hol` 9

Hit The Turnin` Lane

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[Talking: 1- Kaos 2- Kemo]1- Ay see lemme holla at ya dogg(Shit whuts up dogg?)1- Man that nigga over therre right therre wit that diceNigga had to do it wit Kemo last week at the club dogg(Dogg...)1- Man get that nigga on the phone dogg, bout to hitThis nigga man, hit that nigga right now `fore he know whats happenin(That nigga in the blue shirt over therre?)1- Man that nigga wit the dice man get the phone out doggWhat you trippin off of nigga(Damn nigga! hold on hold on)1- Man this nigga bout to get hit derty, call that nigga doggMan call that nigga man you hurr me? fuck that shit dogg lemme talk to this nigga2- Hello? hello? I can`t hurr1- ....Mo whuts up dogg?2- Whuts up nigga1- Ay man I`m up herre at these uh, muthafuckin pool halls man and uh..That lil` problem you had last week dogg, them niggas up herre man2- YOU BULLSHITTIN NIGGA!1- Muthafuckin talkin bout, blazin them niggas right now, whuts up dogg?2- AH FUCK NAW NIGGA IM ON MY MUTHAFUCKIN WAY DOGG![Verse 1: Kemo]Chill lil` derty, I`m the nigga that`ll make you growTake the cash that till them muthafuckas feel it and cant take it no mo`Fuck a 10-4, I don`t got a lil` ho, they call me lil` Kemo manI bust through the do` ho wit a glock fo` fo`, break up the whole crap gameGimme ya change man, wit a ticket to ya mainframeWatch a niggas brains hang, same thang every day, all dayMake the nigga a watermelon chain gang, slang `cainWatch a nigga gold chain hang, fuck a nigga matchin panky ringMaintain, sub up a lil`, play a lil` game of 20 mil a main frameOff wit ya main thang, bitch told me the L truck pound gotta gain laneBrains crammed, frame bitch gimme head cuz im a muthafuckin stage nameHit the turnin lane, we put the foot on the left, what we did out here smokin Mary JaneWe be in the game till I heard a muthafucka talk about nigga needin our changeWell shit you did, plus not the real shit, pussy nigga get peeled quickFor a meal ticket, now ya ass dumped up cuz I know that you ain`t gon kill no shitNow kneel quick, put holes in ya heel fit, you fuckin wit a real niggaBetter chill nigga, one shot, one killed, 45 hundred tips in ya grill[Hook: Kemo] - repeat 2XHit the turnin` lane, we put the foot up on leftWhat we did out here smokin Mary JaneTurnin` lane, we put the foot up on leftWhat we did out here smokin Mary JaneTurnin` lane, we put the foot up on leftWhat we did out here smokin Mary JaneTurnin` lane, wit the foot up on the leftWhat we did out here smokin[Verse 2: Kaos]I`m that nigga that`s blowin up the spot, makin everything hotFrom my block to yo block, on top, ol` ballin ass niggaHmm me? hmm ho I think not ah, got skeet from 9 next to the blockThere`s too many niggas that I know from the block and uhThere`s too many niggas that I know roll double O 1 drop topsUrbody on the grind, urybody tryin to shineUrbody sayin nothin bout time, urbody got a fine ass dimeMost of these niggas out herre can`t rhyme, freestylin all day longTalkin bout they label and all they songs, walkin around like the shitBut ain`t made no hits, get ya pussy ass home, turnin on niggas on stageEvery four gettin paid, talkin bout the block and the yay and the hoes they playedNiggas in the crowd like "bullshit! fuck naw, no way!"Nigga talkin bout they goin gold, on the road doin fucked up promo showCheck the sto` and never sold about 3 or 4 and the cd 4 months old[Hook] - repeat 2X[Verse 3: Kemo]Ah ah ah, hang out like double D bra, roll through the streetsOf the muthafuckin STL while the truck be calm, and a beatin ballAnd you see me dogg when we be swervin to the curve in the birdGot a couple niggas certain, fin to left the mo up in the urr (yes`ir yes`ir)I`m in Atlanta on a fox now, rollin through Stone Mountain nowDrug addicts tryin to count the 9`s, see roll like Kemo tryin to couple the one I`m foundin nowMany cases so I`m bound to find, so I`m gettin my ass off on 2 you feel me doggRollin down 6 Drive dope fiend tryin to flick a nigga down tryin to get a 8 ballThen they hit a rocky road, niggas over there clockin doughCops over therre tryin to stop the dope, in Kirkwood niggas say the herb would`veRan out so nigga gotta constantly smokeCaddie grill stop the flo`, don`t be talkin no stuff or the Bloods will get that smackReal niggas from the ATL, stay up and represent the mirror or it makes you crazy[Hook] - repeat 2X

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