� Music � � Turn that system up and up � � I'm bumpin' around the town � � Keep the levels high so you can feel my focus now � � I gotta get with my peeps � � What's goin' on tonight? � � Volume can be low so please just turn it up just right � � Who you be, baby? � � It's time to world new � � Pull up every individual, down crew � � Now tell em who you be � � It's the realness for real � � It's the mass to the ace, bass deep � � I can feel this � � You're a lyrical scientist � � Man with an outstanding gift � � Bass vibrator specialist � � You keep the chrome tones boomin' out � � And it's understand it � � Well check this, baby � � You read MCs like Reese's � � In a verbal tussle with your brain muscle � � Playin' *** out like Latin Hustle � � I never seen no female holder ownin' this arena � � How you be doin'? � � Ivy soap ain't comin' any cleaner � � You be rippin' motherf***ers' ears off � � Amplifiers, gang tire � � Burnin' wack MCs like fire � � Servin' Brooklyn with your work � � Rippin' through the PJ's, Biffin' � � Uh-huh, well you be doin' some of the illest s*** I ever seen � � I mean, representin' the fourth to make the green � � The windows of your world must be tinted � � There's ain't no hoes seein' you � � Bonnie and Clyde style, it's me and you � � Turn that system up and up � � I'm bumpin' around the town � � Keep the levels high so you can feel my focus shine � � I gotta get with my piece � � Of what's goin' on tonight � � So please just turn it up, just right � � How you feel, baby? � � So how you feel, baby? � � So how you feel, baby? � � Yo, I wanna turn it up � � So how you feel, baby? � � So how you feel, baby? � � So how you feel, baby? � � I wanna turn it up � � I see you with your guests, Polo Gucci, Lucci Like Susan � � How you cruisin'? � � I'm cruisin' through the Fort, it's no illusion � � Plus, you're cruisin' full effect � � Hit the deck and stay low like Snake Belly � � And baby, call me on the celly � � Icon, Don, Earthshaker � � Producer, all about the money maker � � It's bad to have audio control � � Cause they's got the bass boomin' out your feelings gone � � No distortion, caution � � If your amps ain't got enough, watch, turn it off then � � You be representin' the Brooklyn section � � Correction, I mean Crooklyn, the gun collection � � It's mad extensive, expensive as jewelry � � Ain't gonna be no f**kery or foolery � � If f**k step up like staircase in the Aces � � Got your back, call a baby on whatever basis it gotta be � � Cause ain't none of y'all as real as you say � � So put your tombstones away away � � Hey, how you feel, baby? � � How you feel? � � So how you feel, baby? � � How you feel? � � So how you feel, baby? � � How you feel? � � Yo, I wanna turn it up � � So how you feel, baby? � � How you feel? � � So how you feel, baby? � � How you feel? � � So how you feel, baby? � � How you feel? � � I wanna turn it up � � Turn that system up and up � � I'm bumpin' around the town � � Keep the levels high so you can feel my focus down � � I gotta get with my peeps � � What's goin' on tonight? � � Now you can't be wrong � � So please jus' turn it up � � Just right for you, baby � � Turn it up � � Turn it up � � Turn it up � � Turn it up � � Turn it up � � Turn it up � � Turn it up � � Turn it up �