Webbie - Crank It Up lyrics
[Webbie - Crank It Up lyrics]
Young savage i gotta give it to em come on
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
Say hello to tha nigga dat came from nuttin
Now i got boo koo whips boo koo
Chips boo koo clips im thuggin
Everywhere i go i get hoes my girl be buggin
And i fuck wit nuttin but
Killas nigga i ain't bluffin
The block hot like dat got damn oven my
Team got weight we steaks
Yall chicken McNuggets
Death right around tha corna comin
For me it ain't nuttin
Im out chea wit a machine
Somethin dats green somethin
But i be clean as a whistle
Dou come on playa get ya
Hoe she tryin to kiss me like
We standin unda the missletoe
Bogaurdin dat pussywhole man we
Had dat same bitch
At da six suckin dick doin tootsie roll
Mane yall lil bitches ain't shit
Couldn't make 10 Gs
If one of deez niggas gave yall a brick
Yall fakin yall shit, imitatin my hit's
Im takin ova what a nigga got
To say about da shit
Stop playin man i hope you lil
Niggas ready i heard da streets
Out hea yellin for webbie im
Tellin you nigga stop playin
Yall nigga betta get on ya shit or get you
Some bricks or get you a hit get
Serious cuz im sayin the savage work to hard
For dis imma get to da top of
Tha list regaurdless pussy bitch hold up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up nigga
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
I'll leave one of yall lil rap niggas
Stankin before this rap i was hangin
What da fuck yall lil rap niggas thankin
While you was gettin ya grades up
I was gettin my change up
A gangsta armed and dangerous
Dey tellin me commercial my flow
But Bun B said no
Keep it gutta lil nigga don't change it up
Yall pussy niggas hang it up
Hollin trill yall ain't us
Boo gave me a light and a
Mike told me crank it up
Partna i got ya you just
Chill and watch me take
Over dat streets and have
Dees niggas freaks jockin
We been distributers so lets
Distrubt hit's and profit's
Im all real so ain't no way
In hell dey can stop us
Leave my niggas da blocks and
Get dis legal money poppin
And ride and smoke doja dat
Potion da top droppin
Da heat unda the seat rims spinnin all chrome
TVs fliippin Cell phone and i
Ain't lyin dat nigga on
Im in da streets like dem yellow
Lines or a new SUV
Im in da hood all da time like a burned CD
SOME g NIKEs or some Jays
Or some fresh ass rees
Hard, soft, pills, weed, rain, snow, hail
Sleet and i ain't goin home until everythang
Gone it don't neva take long
I keep orders on my phone
Wit a sick click wit me wit a big clip wit me
Wit dat good white pretty big zip 650
Im da eat on da streets a beast on da beats
Da puzzle to the peice dey need
To make dis industry complete
Ill run it so neat, so fresh, so clean
I can go on any street no vest wearin bling
Im trill young savage i do my thing
Straight no king no prince no queen
And imma leave it right dea
Wish a nigga get crunk
I ain't shootin no curves
No slurs straight pumps
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
Say hello to tha nigga dat came from nuttin
Now i got boo koo whips boo koo
Chips boo koo clips im thuggin
Everywhere i go i get hoes my girl be buggin
And i fuck wit nuttin but
Killas nigga i ain't bluffin
The block hot like dat got damn oven my
Team got weight we steaks
Yall chicken McNuggets
Death right around tha corna comin
For me it ain't nuttin
Im out chea wit a machine
Somethin dats green somethin
But i be clean as a whistle
Dou come on playa get ya
Hoe she tryin to kiss me like
We standin unda the missletoe
Bogaurdin dat pussywhole man we
Had dat same bitch
At da six suckin dick doin tootsie roll
Mane yall lil bitches ain't shit
Couldn't make 10 Gs
If one of deez niggas gave yall a brick
Yall fakin yall shit, imitatin my hit's
Im takin ova what a nigga got
To say about da shit
Stop playin man i hope you lil
Niggas ready i heard da streets
Out hea yellin for webbie im
Tellin you nigga stop playin
Yall nigga betta get on ya shit or get you
Some bricks or get you a hit get
Serious cuz im sayin the savage work to hard
For dis imma get to da top of
Tha list regaurdless pussy bitch hold up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up nigga
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up
I'll leave one of yall lil rap niggas
Stankin before this rap i was hangin
What da fuck yall lil rap niggas thankin
While you was gettin ya grades up
I was gettin my change up
A gangsta armed and dangerous
Dey tellin me commercial my flow
But Bun B said no
Keep it gutta lil nigga don't change it up
Yall pussy niggas hang it up
Hollin trill yall ain't us
Boo gave me a light and a
Mike told me crank it up
Partna i got ya you just
Chill and watch me take
Over dat streets and have
Dees niggas freaks jockin
We been distributers so lets
Distrubt hit's and profit's
Im all real so ain't no way
In hell dey can stop us
Leave my niggas da blocks and
Get dis legal money poppin
And ride and smoke doja dat
Potion da top droppin
Da heat unda the seat rims spinnin all chrome
TVs fliippin Cell phone and i
Ain't lyin dat nigga on
Im in da streets like dem yellow
Lines or a new SUV
Im in da hood all da time like a burned CD
SOME g NIKEs or some Jays
Or some fresh ass rees
Hard, soft, pills, weed, rain, snow, hail
Sleet and i ain't goin home until everythang
Gone it don't neva take long
I keep orders on my phone
Wit a sick click wit me wit a big clip wit me
Wit dat good white pretty big zip 650
Im da eat on da streets a beast on da beats
Da puzzle to the peice dey need
To make dis industry complete
Ill run it so neat, so fresh, so clean
I can go on any street no vest wearin bling
Im trill young savage i do my thing
Straight no king no prince no queen
And imma leave it right dea
Wish a nigga get crunk
I ain't shootin no curves
No slurs straight pumps