Luyện nghe bài hát Crunk Inc.

Ay, Crunk Incorporated, we takin' nothin' this year
We comin' straight for you, we 'bout gettin' crunk, nigga
that shit you talkin nigga
When I see yo ass nigga, this how gon pop off
This how gon go down from here on out nigga
So we gotta ya'll niggas, to wake the fuck up
Cy co Black, let 'em

Fuck that that you talkin'
Fuck that that you talkin'
Fuck that shit that you
Fuck that shit you talkin'

Fuck that that you talkin'
Fuck that that you talkin'
that shit that you talkin'
Fuck that shit that you

that nonsense, nigga I'm outside
You got a problem wit my click, I'm
I got my gun and my motherfuckin'
We heads, so you bitches betta hide

to the mothafuckin' I.N.C.
Mike, Gray, Black and Killa me
in the street wit Crunk and A.D
So I that nigga to come and try me
Dare that nigga to walk my
Watch me cock it and let go
Comin' up popular, he's a fuck
let his ass know, he ain't nuttin' but a ho

Fuck yo words, yo words mean shit, all that talkin' get yo ass hit
Beat yo bitch wit a bat a-rata-tat-tat on yo ass real quick
This real and I don't play games, ATL be my domain
Creep yo and beat yo ass, so fuck that shit you talkin' mayne

Fuck nonsense, nigga I'm outside
You got a problem wit my click, I'm
I got my gun and my motherfuckin'
We bussin' heads, so you betta hide

Fuck shit that you talkin'
Fuck shit that you talkin'
Fuck that shit that you
that shit that you talkin'

Fuck that shit that you
Fuck that shit that you
Fuck shit that you talkin'
Fuck that that you talkin'

Yeah, bitch fuck shit that you talkin'
Go get yo and start walkin'
My crew too so get off me to fuck wit you I got whodi
Peepin' the scene, so don't test me, ho try me, I stay ready
Yo shirt be, so damn heavy, I snipe yo ass like I'm Wesley
Got a problem, I solve, so ho let's take it
Revolver tucked in my pocket, I'm what in my ride
Bussin' heads is my specialty, one like me, you never see
Ho you know I'm wit M.O.B, wanna buck? It's G

Keep on poppin', show you just how deep we are
Ya'll niggas thank yall buck? We'll have seein' stars
You'll think you're touchin' 'cause we some must asses
A second blastin' anywhere where there be talkin'
So do not get smart bitch 'cause here we runnin'
Ain't got no time for lames, just 'bout money, mayne
Just me spray some flames, get up, release some anger
I keep in the clip and one off in the chamber

Fuck that that you talkin'
Fuck that shit you talkin'
Fuck that that you talkin'
that shit that you talkin'

Fuck that that you talkin'
Fuck shit that you talkin'
Fuck shit that you talkin'
that shit that you talkin'

Fuck that nonsense, nigga I'm
You got a problem wit my click, I'm
I got my gun and my ride
We bussin' heads, so you bitches betta

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