This about to go down one more time!
Lil Jon, E-40 the ambassador, the ambassador of the bay!
Speakin of the bay...
Let me talk to ya'll bout what they doin in the bay...
What we doin?
They turfin' man!
They turfin'!

He steady on da grip, squeezer on his hip
Every way he flip, he on like shit
Butterfly doors, look like a spaceship
Flip flop paint, gave his car a facelift
Pull up on the set, touch screen deck
Speakers in the grill, bro bruv wet
He waking the game up, he drippin like sweat
The suction on the pipes sound like a baby jet
Steady pulling his pants up, my youngin got giggs
Don’t let the dance fool you, Here take this
He eatin real good, you never see his ribs
He grew up in the hood, he get it how he live

Him and his partners clicked-up
Pyscadelic dreads with they beanies flipped up
What you slappin in?
I’m slappin in my box
I’m scootin by the spot
I got em hittin the drop

Imma let you get a shot, but Imma go first
Put it in reverse let me see your footwork
Now turf, let me see you turf drop!
Now turf, let me see you turf drop!
(x2)

Watch the way he do it,
Bottom of his jeans shread, his sneakers been through it
Whats that on your wrist?
My dreads getting long, that’s my hair band bitch!
What he do pimp?
He fucks wit it, at the school house or the bus stop wit it
What kinda moves he got?
Yo boy got moves, he been at home watchin, studying youtube
Oooh! He airwalkin!
Throwing up his turf, let his fingers do the talkin
Gangsta since birth, whole hood know hes tough
Dead homie on his shirt, Ipod in his pocket

Him and his partners clicked-up
Pyscadelic dreads with they beanies flipped up
What you slappin in?
I’m slappin in my box
I’m scootin by the spot
I got em hittin the drop

Imma let you get a shot, but Imma go first
Put it in reverse let me see your footwork
Now turf, let me see you turf drop!
Now turf, let me see you turf drop!
(x2)

Now let me wake ya'll game up for a minute
Let me help ya'll on how my my youngsters get down out here in the yay
These boys out here turfin' mayne
They bout that action!

He and the two-toned scraper with the logo paint (x4)
You got giggs? I got giggs! (x2)
Who wanna battle? We wanna battle! (x2)
Bro gliding on air, he on his toes like Michael (x4)
Now tut wit it! Tut wit it!
Now tut wit it! Nigga king tut wit it!
Now drop. Nigga I'm hitting that shit! (x2)

Imma let you get a shot, but Imma go first
Put it in reverse let me see your footwork
Now turf, let me see you turf drop!
Now turf, let me see you turf drop!
(x2)
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