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t.l.r – start it up lyrics

intro (t.l.r)
yeah!
we up in this thang man
“urban p-ssion productions”

verse 1 (t.l.r)

you tryna cover up your style, cover up your level, i’m just in the studio getting high
i see them b-tches wanna hate, rappers wanna take me back to their game, man you wack i’m just saying, put my track on reply

i got my fans, i’m feeling really great
real people act as if they all fake
the fake ones try to judge you again
but i’m sane and insane, don’t hide my face, with my black chuck ts and my dirty white lace
i’m still here standing great

kid kush and junior in the booth, i’m t.l.r the last rhyme, we taking rappers back to school

get on my level , i’m repping my section, i’m repping my label, i’m repping my hood
your n-gguhs be hating, i’m here demonstrating, deep penetrating hip hop, what a do?

spit real for my n-gghus that be moving bricks , i’m on exclusive sh-t
couple more shots il be all foolishness, k!ll more wanna be’s they like who did this?
you call that rapping i call that a hiss
if music’s a ho then rap is my b-tch

chorus (t.l.r)

do it i make my money, uh
i make my money, uh
do it i make my money, uh
i make my money, uh

we bout to start it up
pour a shot on my cup
i’m on one ,nah i’m on two
so n-gguhs what’s up!

verse 2 (junior)

do it. i make a ma money. ah. i make a ma money. (x2)

feeling ma boots,ima do good
money flowing, make a million sum day. (million sum day)
gotta da do it, i follow ma crew, (i follow ma crew)
i be flowing on this beat, yeah, no1 can stomp on me. n-ggahs sippin on tea while i’m on henessy
sipping on jack, homies on a 6pack, like watsss aaaap
rolling on dis beat lika cyclone, only way u can get in touch with me, through ma phone

poetic justice. nah i just twist. leaving your mind mentally ill
spittin on dis beat lika tech-9. spittinn on dis beat with a new flow

spittin make a n-ggah wanna hear more

worldwide u know it, worldwide i’m going
do it like i’m crazy, nw i just 4got 2 take ma pills, so i go 10 times crazy, 5 times hard, t.l.r, kid-kush and junior, start it up, got no key. bt i jst start ma engine, hear me raw like an animal, natural disaster flowing like waves hitting a boat
tsunami
doing damage with this flow, b-tch’s running 2 me, i’m like yo! ho no

chorus (t.l.r)

verse 3 (kid kush)

my d-cks like planet earth, everybody’s on it
they all want the sh-t, i’ma become sewer rich
i’m back again
smoking on that kush
i’m so sprung.. i’m so high i’m living while i’m young
i love my weed more then anything, i can’t let go
rolling the paper planes, always staying high, i hope u ain’t afraid of heights
ya ain’t on my level
smokin on that og & i’m on another level

i got a b-tch who does that pimp talk
she like how i do it , & stay on it
i keep it real that’s reality, put a rubber on and k!ll her batt-3
i’m going old school, flew thru high school , getting high everyday
k!lling this feeling inside
been avoiding it all my life
but i found my cure, its in my backyard ,um so hooked making me want more
every night take a puff from the blunt, watch your worries fade away
things will seem to be all right
you forget everything when you high
b-tches wanting to be giving it a try, but i can’t deny the fact that i’m always high
don’t ask why, i just have soo much on my mind
i can’t take the pressure, i can’t take the stress
they all be cursed, my weed stay blessed
its like i’m on top of the world
take a hit from the bong, by the time u see me ill be long gone
money weed & hoes.. that’s the way it goes
iv gone cold, like the f# winter
i smoke all day , & when i’m hurting and in pain, i look up to this girl, her name is mary jane

chorus (t.l.r)

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