Untamed Guerilla lyrics

[Turk]
Better ask somebody...n*gga(n*gga)...Untamed Guerilla(u-huh)..
...chu'ont know(chu'ont know)...better ask somebody n*gga(ask 'em)..
...Lil' Turk, Young-n-Thuggin'(be 'dat)
+Off Top+(+Off Top+),look(look),look(look)...

...Head-bustin' is in my nature, f*ck wit' me,I erase ya
Run wit' only the real,cuz fake n*ggas puts to stay shut
All I know is the street projects, bricks, and hallways
How to get rid of beef, grab my K' and let it spray
Untamed Guerilla, 'bout spinnin' benz,wodie and gettin' it rid of 'ya
I was taught that way
But n*gga get out of order,shoot that b*tch in his face
Size me up, f*ck it n*gga, I'm catchin' the case
Growin' Out behind mine, can't let no n*gga playa me
If it gets too much for me I call my n*gga Baby
We gon' ride n*gga, better be ready somebody gon' die n*gga
We gon' burn 'em up, make his head sizzle
Light his block up like City Park ,when it's Christmas
Can't miss it we gon' hit him, +Checkmate+ him
Give him a straight dome shot
b*tch n*gga get it right cuz you will get chopped

[Hook-Turk 4x]
Untamed Guerrilla, Uptown fo' sho'
Gettin' full of that raw, Mag Melph-Calliope
[Turk]
(Look, look, look)
n*gga I'm Untamed, quik,to-jack a n*gga for cocaine
When I steal a n*gga, it's tha close range
Realest they come, never play no game, I bust your ass n*gga
Fake 'em both'll out, won't last n*gga
Fearin' nothing, this way, you ain't no bad n*gga
You better get it right and keep it right
Cuz I dress in Killa-Wear, you won't sleep at night
Hit yo block when it's dark, sssh*t I just might
Me and Craig come wit' choppers and you gon' lose your life
I'm nothin nice, nothin descent, know you heard about me
Soon as the beef start n*gga, the guerilla'll come out me
And knock you all out, left dead in the scene people fall out
That's what happen to you when you got a loud mouth
You gon' do something, know I'm talkin 'bout and be about it
I'ma shoot somethin, well shoot, I ain't gon' speak about it
I'ma hit you in yo dome, blood gon' leak about it
Leave you dead on the scene, live n*gga, I doubt it

[Hook-Turk 4x]
Untamed Guerilla, Uptown fo' sho'
Gettin' full of that raw, Mag Melph-Calliope

[Turk]
I'm a lil' n*gga feel like a giant wit' a gun
Quick to kill n*ggas cuz I'm real as they come
Got a chopper wit' a drum, I ain't lose yet
n*gga play if ya want, your life, lose that
+It's All On U+ black,tryin' to be hard n*ggas
Spin a ben, bullets flippin', and spinnin' yo dome n*gga
Thuggin' since pampers, I never was a hoe
Spit yo sh*t to the flat, leave yo brains on the flo'
You know I get's dirty, I'm low down cuz'n
Got eleven under my belt, one more would mean a dozen
I'ma type n*gga, who really don't give a f*ck
Ask them n*gga my background watch 'em,they tell yo luck
I don't give a f*ck about,how many n*ggas you kKilled
Who you can to, n*gga your brain can get spilled
b*tch-ass, pus*y-ass, jive-ass-n*gga
Want the rice at tha Chinese wedding,sissyfied-ass-n*gga
[Hook-Turk 8x]
Untamed Guerrilla, Uptown fo' sho'
Gettin' full of that raw, Mag Melph-Calliope