Turn The Beat Up (Mouse feat. Lil' Trill, Foxx, Lil' Phat and Webbie)

Mouse dropped the track, that'll make you bounce it back
 Aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Say aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Say aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Say aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Cut the air on
 Raise the window
 Turn the beat up, and we can run about
 Bring my drink hoe, bring it pronto
 'Cause I'm retarded, I'm retanto
 You know what? Y'all better not fuck with my DJ
 'Cause he the one thats gone let my beat play
 And y'all niggas better take it easy, 'Cause I'll catch it tomorrow evening
 Please believe it, I'm two pieces
 I'm a spender, you the cheapest
 A couple palm pilots, sex on the beaches
 Turn the cup up, like the music
 Aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Say aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Aye DJ wont you play that song?
 Say aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Hold on, stop the beat, gone turn me up
 The AC steady chunkin, but I'm burnin up
 Flies or mosquitos, swagger passed to me though
 Coming through the spot, hot com, where my people?
 All about the pesos, guap, the scrilla
 Self-Made youngin, not no ordinary nigga
 A black card swiper, a loud beat liker
 If the trunk ain't slappin' then your speakers ain't right bruh
 Gone turn the beat up
 Get your ass beat up, mad at me 'cause your ol' lady tryna eat the meat up
 I'm stuntin' in my Coogi's, fresher then some sushi
 Dude you 17? Gone, I don't play with cupids
 Money what I look like, money what I go get
 I wipe my ass with hundred dollar bills when I go shit
 Hollerin' at the DJ, Like, "Put it on replay"
 Play that "O let's do it" like we in Atlanta G.A.
 Aye DJ won't you play that song
 Say aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Aye DJ wont you play that song
 Say aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 DJ turn up the speakers, watch the crowd get off the meter
 See we're shoppin' out for Mitchells, see rappers they like to see us
 In the club we go to heartless, drinkin' like they alcoholic
 Bitch they callous, they my vice, on the second wish stripper howling
 I got a mess on him, sold his smoke and I rest on him
 Bitch your favourite rapper threw the seat, man, 'cause I'm next to him
 Four DJs, I mess with them, fresher, I be blessin' them
 Free up there in my squad, you'll hang with us, you're with him now
 Trill fam rollin', can't nobody hold us
 From the parents, the hunts, D.C.I, and Angola
 My Nigga bald head in San Quentin just told me, "Savage you the hardest boy
 And all these niggas know it"
 Went and took my lil' niggas out, that ass toatin'
 Gun tryna make it over here, we keep goin'
 I'm too street, the music business can't put up with me
 I got the streets, muthafuckas, y'all stunt with me
 Aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Say aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Say aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Say aye DJ won't you play that song?
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up
 Turn the beat up