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Turf Talk - Do The Robot lyrics
(([This song is near impossible to follow along with {Very fast} so feel free to edit]))
 Pop kockin and robotin my tone [tanked]
 Clean fifty my pockets and my pants [send]
 I go holdin my breath im feelin drowsy
 Spread that sucka repellin get him up of me
 Head over heels for [screel]
 Gotta get money, gotta stay fitted in my automobile
 Fine china worse [grill] wit act deal
 Dish talk like rain [speel]
 Little bit of whammy, little bit of burgendale
 I gon say my name too much, aw what the hell
 Turf talk don't unleash their secret,
 Where them ganstas at, I aint got no one to beef with
 Parkin off incredible hulk
 On top of my box, doin the robot
[chorus (Consists of 'do the robot', and 'don't stop')]
 they say I don't come like genocidal
 purgotry [right'en] cut out the bottle
 Whether its pistols or drinks I love to pop em
 Just jew wills I always rock em
 Purple whip, purple cream, purple stock
 [Quarter's half's sound like I got em all in the trunk]
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 You niggas better learn that mozilla aint no punk
 Lay the club phat, if a nigga get crunk
 [Robotin potluck i figure aint in hold a stud]
 Mini shoots again the hood rats x symbol
 Well ima keep it movin with the tv's in my door panel
 Split off the block like a Alamo
 Sick wit a belly, 30 niggas got hells bro
[Chorus]
 [Sline] in my candy choice wit all my boys
 The law say we drink too much but fuck the roys
 Still makin noise they knowin we runnin the spot
 Beefin wit the [beddin] its makin your hood hot
 It don't stop, we potlocked n hit the scene
 Double fisted talk and shit with pre teens
 The whole team, turn our backs and big [hean]
 So clean, we put em up sitten all gleam
 We used to it, we woulda known for showin up, to show out
 Bust back, we turn it out
 No doubt we keep waitin n there is a drought, we run routes
 and go deep like Dan [frowts],
 dont pull it out 'till it's all said and done
 potlocking, and robotin holdin my gun
 [chorus]












