Текст (слова) песни: Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Get Crunk

Once again up in that south from my motherfucking mouth
and creeping up on y`all niggas like a motherfucking mouse
Stepping on these tracks like fags and drag queens
And shitting on you busters like I ate some bake beans

Buster me and me`s clicks, always making those hits
We never straight jam with no busters our no tricks
Getting in trouble from the sounds of my trunk
and keeping it crunk, keeping it crunk

Chorus: What, What (in background)
Now drop dem bozs` on `em <repeat 16X>

Nigga bozs` bout to turn out the show
Crankin` up yo` dance flo` screaming GA hoe
Flipping rhymes and gripping pines with haters looking round
It`s time lay it down putting it all up on the line
Ain`t no love for haters, smoking doug`s potatoes
All these niggas what they made us from dem` boz and craters
While lame done dipped out, we gained the flip flop
Underground where we dwell, the hell with hip hop
Southside just reckless, from GA to Texas
And next it`s gone be me flexing in a suburban or lexus
But it seem like the bigger I be, mo` figures I see
The mo` hating niggas try me
Big baby trick crazy thinking he bout` to fade me
Better sit and wait in consequences fo` you feel you can play me
>From a place called T-town be down in the south
Where dem` players throw dem` boz and gold teeth in they mouth
And dump dump if ya` jump jump
The club crunk off the funk that we bump bump and pump pump
through yo` speaker when it reach ya` now you tweaking like Beaker
All the people out there hype as hell, I guess it Lil` Peter
>From T-town to Atlanta all the way to Savannah to Alabama
I be damn a club ain`t crunk in this manner
I can`t stand a weak buster
For all the freaks, hustla`s, to the clothes
Y`all gotta get it crunk and drop dem boz, drop dem boz

Chorus

I can`t afford bigger, how ya` figga`
that you gone stop me from stacking six figures
Now you hating on me, because my game so tight
And could you be mad because I fucked ya` wife
Well it`s true, that`s the price nigga check that hoe
I`m from the ATL player, wear that reckland ro`
So stop talking all that shit, and trying to buck
I`m popping off at the mouth, we get cha` fucked up, now what`s up

Now ladies are you tired of trick bitches in yo` mix
Acting like they want, to lick on yo` shit
Critizing, everything that you do
and telling ya` who, and who not to screw
Nasty hoes, that ain`t clean and shit
They go around sucking on every dope boys dick
Now is these hoes really yo` friend or yo` foes
You tell me, while ya` drop dem` bozs`

Chorus

Now if the club packed y`all from wall to wall
And everybody trying to ball, coz sizing all
Ain`t nothing but love in the air, we geeing and macking
Some haters off in there, but at least they ain`t macking
You got cha` cup filled up, ya` niggas is crunk
Put cha` hands in the air represent where ya` from
I`m from the GA baby, where freaks is shady
Man it can be so crazy, so we burn trees daily
When the beat a drop, everybody just lock ya` boz and shake dem` hoes
And proceed to rock, from the front to the back
with the blunts and gats, on the hunt for some cat or a fat ass sack
Tear da` roof off the club, show you niggas some love
and fill a swishe up with bud for my g`s and thugs
Now dem` haters keep watching, dem` freaks a jockin`
the beats is rockin`, so partner want you keep on dropping
for my thugs

Chorus

Now right now I want all my hard niggas to follow me, follow me

Bridge: what (until fade)
That`s how these motherfuckers die, they with the shit talk
(repeat 7X)

Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям:

Прямая ссылка на текст песни Get Crunk:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/9078.html


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Get Crunk Once again up in that south from my motherfucking mouth and creeping up on y`all niggas like a motherfucking mouse Stepping on these tracks like fags and drag queens And shitting on you busters like I ate some bake beans Buster me and me`s clicks, always making those hits We never straight jam with no busters our no tricks Getting in trouble from the sounds of my trunk and keeping it crunk, keeping it crunk Chorus: What, What (in background) Now drop dem bozs` on `em <repeat 16X> Nigga bozs` bout to turn out the show Crankin` up yo` dance flo` screaming GA hoe Flipping rhymes and gripping pines with haters looking round It`s time lay it down putting it all up on the line Ain`t no love for haters, smoking doug`s potatoes All these niggas what they made us from dem` boz and craters While lame done dipped out, we gained the flip flop Underground where we dwell, the hell with hip hop Southside just reckless, from GA to Texas And next it`s gone be me flexing in a suburban or lexus But it seem like the bigger I be, mo` figures I see The mo` hating niggas try me Big baby trick crazy thinking he bout` to fade me Better sit and wait in consequences fo` you feel you can play me >From a place called T-town be down in the south Where dem` players throw dem` boz and gold teeth in they mouth And dump dump if ya` jump jump The club crunk off the funk that we bump bump and pump pump through yo` speaker when it reach ya` now you tweaking like Beaker All the people out there hype as hell, I guess it Lil` Peter >From T-town to Atlanta all the way to Savannah to Alabama I be damn a club ain`t crunk in this manner I can`t stand a weak buster For all the freaks, hustla`s, to the clothes Y`all gotta get it crunk and drop dem boz, drop dem boz Chorus I can`t afford bigger, how ya` figga` that you gone stop me from stacking six figures Now you hating on me, because my game so tight And could you be mad because I fucked ya` wife Well it`s true, that`s the price nigga check that hoe I`m from the ATL player, wear that reckland ro` So stop talking all that shit, and trying to buck I`m popping off at the mouth, we get cha` fucked up, now what`s up Now ladies are you tired of trick bitches in yo` mix Acting like they want, to lick on yo` shit Critizing, everything that you do and telling ya` who, and who not to screw Nasty hoes, that ain`t clean and shit They go around sucking on every dope boys dick Now is these hoes really yo` friend or yo` foes You tell me, while ya` drop dem` bozs` Chorus Now if the club packed y`all from wall to wall And everybody trying to ball, coz sizing all Ain`t nothing but love in the air, we geeing and macking Some haters off in there, but at least they ain`t macking You got cha` cup filled up, ya` niggas is crunk Put cha` hands in the air represent where ya` from I`m from the GA baby, where freaks is shady Man it can be so crazy, so we burn trees daily When the beat a drop, everybody just lock ya` boz and shake dem` hoes And proceed to rock, from the front to the back with the blunts and gats, on the hunt for some cat or a fat ass sack Tear da` roof off the club, show you niggas some love and fill a swishe up with bud for my g`s and thugs Now dem` haters keep watching, dem` freaks a jockin` the beats is rockin`, so partner want you keep on dropping for my thugs Chorus Now right now I want all my hard niggas to follow me, follow me Bridge: what (until fade) That`s how these motherfuckers die, they with the shit talk (repeat 7X) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Get Crunk: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/9078.html Все тексты песен: Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Just a Bitch » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Drop Dem` Boes » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Heads Off (My Niggas) » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Push That Nigga, Push That Hoe » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - I Like Dem Girlz [Remix] » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Nothin On » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Weedman » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Nothins Free » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Bounce Dat Azz » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Keep Yo Chillin Out The Street » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Bounce Dat » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Gotta Get Paid » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Oh Nana Nana » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Stop Trippin` » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - T.I.P. » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Chynalude » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Can`t Stop Pimpin » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Diamonds » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Kings Of Crunk (Intro) » Lil` Jon and The Eastside Boyz - Bitch Рекомендуем скачать: » blanks 77 - Dog » Bob Seger - She Can`t Do Anything Wrong » Blessid Union Of Souls - Nora » Brandtson - Cherokee Red » Britney Spears - I`m a slave for you » Blake Babies - Your way or the highway » Bluebottle Kiss - Ounce Of Your Cruelty » bleach - Jen`s Song » Bobby Bare - Is It Wrong (for Loving You) » Beck - novacane \| С‚РµРєСЃС‚ РїРµСЃРЅРё Рё С‚Р°Р±С‹ (Р°РєРєРѕСЂРґС‹) РґР»СЏ РіРёС‚Р°СЂС‹ Рё Mp3 » Beatles - Nothin Shakin » Bread - Lay Your Money Down » Brown Sam - Troubled Soul » Baglioni - Noino » Broken hope - Bag Full Of Parts » Big D And The Kids Table - Check List » Boney M. - Bye Bye Bluebird » beck jeff - hi ho silver lining \| guitar chord и Mp3 » Bjork - Pluto » Bubba Sparxxx - Deliverance
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»