Bout to Go Down Turk (Ft. Birdman & Christina)

[Verse 1 - Turk]
Look, look, look
I done told you once and I'm not gon' say it no mo'
Stuntin in front them hoes sayin what you gon' do
Now nigga, look here, you know you down bad round
Runnin off the mouth, tellin me not to come around
You must be trippin, what you think you Deebo?
I don't care who you is what you think that I'm a ho?
Never that never was and never would be
I got a gat, I ain't just totin tryin to see
I'm bout to pull off some mob-type shit
Put a bomb in a letta, send it to ya mom ya bitch
Playin with me, look you better know what you doin partna
Cuz I'm playin for keeps, slip up, nigga I got cha
But I'mma do,you and bet the next nigga don't try me
I'mma abuse-ya, cut-cha, and burn up ya body
Playin raw like Gotti wrong like Gotti, you wack your ho
And flea off in my Limo-tinted up-Ram

[Hook]
Why you lay that boy down-Cuz he play with me dogg
Why you lay that ho down-Because she play with me dogg
I heard you spray like four round-Off top, yes I did
Turk is bout to go down (fo sho)
It's bout to go down (fo sho)
Why you lay that boy down-Cuz he play with me dogg
Why you lay that ho down-Because she play with me fo'
I heard you spray like four round-Yes I did, yes I did
Turk is bout to go down, it's bout to go down