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The Game - Turn Down For What Lyrics

Nigga turn down for what?
(Might as well get this shit crackin uh uh)
Turn down for what?
(West coast shit uh uh)
Turn down for what?
(Uh what?)
Turn down for what?

Bitch nigga wutchu want?
So woman I be in yo girl from
So what yo girl did my girl done, it was crazy
You want me to stop fuckin er, pussy nigga make it
Tu king, crown me official
I came with the mollies, gang came with the pistols

Look got the pills, we got the drink
Hoes got no limits, all we need is a drink
And shit we smacking
Hell yeah, I'm high as my fashion
You need du hit me, trust me I'm taxin
Irs, I have left no right, I'm gone
And like the porch lights in the hood I stay on

Turn down for what?
Nigga turn down for what?
Turn down for what?
Turn down for what?

White bitch, black bitch
Little asian, a mexican, a frat bitch
Shirt toss, get skinny on a fat bitch
I hit her up like let's go get a tac bitch
Bitch I'm from bompton, two speeds
Hood niggas smoke the kush out of loose leaves

Let it bounce on the ghet til that bitch leave
She ain't even got a car, take my tune speed, we don't love em
We don't love em, we don't fuck em
Extra rubbers then duck em
Dirty sprite, red cup em
Long night, gotta fuck a nigga

Turn down for what?
Nigga turn down for what?
Turn down for what?
Turn down for what?

Came through on them lame dudes
V12 in the truck showing what that range do
Only 1 10, fuck the 4-5
Traffic like a motherfucker, nose dive
From san bernadino, rack city
Gardina, pasadena, nigga my city

Ridin, I be bumpin in the 4-50, sunroof open
All hoes getting with me
I'm in the spot, nigga faded
Worth 25 mill
Worth 25 mill
I know you bitch niggas hate it
Got a angel on the grill
Bitch you ridin shotgun, pop a pill like

Turn down for what?
Nigga turn down for what?
Turn down for what?
Turn down for what?