Turn It Out Lyrics

Turn It Out lyrics

Nas] 

 Spit at the world 

 My lyrics, I could spit at your girl 

 Spit when I hurl, spit on the Dutch and finish the twirl 

 Spit facts, spit on whacks my whole lifetime 

 Spit on my watch, make the ice shine 

 Spit trife lines, .44 spit slugs out 

 Ready to thug out  at the clubhouse 

 Chickens who lickin' or spit a nut out 

 My name within itself is a language that bring you wealth 

 Careful, comin' at me is like hangin' yourself at a..... 

 I know you thought I'd be locked up 

 Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now 

 Got up wit' JD doh', crazy dough 

 Queens with the So So Def, A-T-L's best (yeah I know) 

 Every ride up the 9-5, fly friendly skies 

 Thug passion for J Doves, Henneys for Nas 

 Then we mix that shit, tip that shit 

 Pass it around, hook the hood, everybody get wit' it 

  

 [Chorus] 

 [Nas] 

 Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end 

 Never do I lose, all I do is win 

 Cause Queens Bridge is in the house 

 This is Nas Escobar and I turns it out 

 [JD] 

 Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end 

 Never do I lose, all I do is win 

 Cause Collin Park is in the house 

 They call me Don Chi Chi and I turns it out 

  

 [JD] 

 I'm sumpin' y'all dread like locks, get bread by the flocks 

 Bitches love me and I'm duggy from the head  to the socks 

 Too much to handle, here da man of the year 

 Hit rooms and light'em up like a chandelier 

 From C-P to the Bridge, y'all know what it is 

 Been gettin' money like this  since I was a kid 

 I'm in the corner with bitches and buckets of Cris 

 Pourin' at the most goin'est nigga wit' shit that showin' it 

 Now look at my ice, look at your ice, DAMN 

 Look at my life, look at your life, DAMN 

 See, I got niggas wantin' to drop me, top me, stop me 

 Copy Chi to the T cause I'm nice in the 3 black same color AMG's 

 T.V's, front and back pack with nuttin' but ladies 

 You can look up or down, right or left 

 But all you gon' hear and see is So So Def 

  

 [Chorus, JD then Nas] 

  

 Touch the whole global with cold vocals and dark words 

 Vocal cords translate what my drunk heart slurs 

 Chest clogged up with sparked up herb, I feel faint 

 Tryin' to hold myself together, coulda spilt my own drink 

 All I hear is beats bumpin', I'm seein' in doubles 

 Last thing I need to happen is to be in a scuffle 

 Where my dogs at? These ain't my niggas I loah 

 Help the guard, forgot my niggas took some girls to the car 

 Tryin' to make it through the crowd, which way is out? 

 Which way is around? These grimy motherfucker's pointin' me out 

 I wish I had the drink, but then I'm too intoxed to aim and put the clip in


 It's like the floor's wet and every step is like I'm slippin' 

 And yo, I can't lose a step, I feel my enemies followin' 

 All I got is a weapon and this Hennessee bottle 

 I'm talkin' to myself, my peoples should be stickin' with me 

 Somebody grabbed me up, "Yo Nas, come take this picture wit' me" 

 My ice strillon, I'm feelin' my arm 

 Thought my Roley was gone, now I wanna swing but I'm calm 

 Still got that, DJ musta threw on another hot track 

 Think it was this one here, bounce to that 

 Too much Thug Passion and smokin' 

 Made it outside, mouth wide, vomittin', gaggin' and chokin' 

 From behind, niggas plottin' and scopin' 

 Everything was blurry at first, but now shit is movin' in slow motion 

 I saw my niggas pull up, Perelli's they skidded 

 They open the car door and toss-ed me in it 

 My cats tried to rob me, the crowd was rowdy 

 But one thing's for sure, So So Def know how to party 

  

 [Backdrop] 

 All night long {'til when?} 

 Til the early morn (it don't stop) 

 And uh (it don't quit) 

 And uh (So So Def with the dope shit, bitch