Zip It (REMIX) Turk (Ft. B.G., Juvenile & Lil Wayne)

[Intro]
It’s the ynt, ymcmb
We gon’ blame it on the system
Now, we gon blame it on the system
Shit, nigga

[Hook x2]
Y’all niggas better zip it
Better zip your mouth
Show you what this street shit about
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

[Verse 1: lil’ wayne]
I’m sitting on the foot off the bed, dime by my feet
The dick was too good, the bítch still asleep
Since a pussy got lips I guess you niggas could speak
You niggas bluffin’ 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-toe
Your bítch a blowfish, she swallow my fishin’ pole
I aim at your head – it’s coming off like stripper clothes
I fuck with guerillas, 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, you hear it 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-a-k
Y’all niggas better zip it like ykk – tunechi!