Luyện nghe bài hát Crunk Muzik

Yeah! Ay! Dip set! on
Blackout, do it
Dip, dip set
Dip, dip, dip,
Dip, dip, dip,
Dip, dip, dip

Now this is that bomb diggy
dang, the dons with me
Killa, he'll kill a nigga you thinkin' harming me
Capo's corrupted he's wrong vato to wit

Labeled and known as a Pac to the public
And me, Human in the flesh
I'm the of the best
One word to describe me, yes

So calm shorty, when you see that palmed .40
I'll pop it slow, you'll and roll, like Bon Jovi
So fool with the click
Don't fool with the

You will die, you will lie in a pool of shit
When that gun with the in
Start and rippin'
At ya'll head, some dead summama bitches

You give a chick hard dick and
I give a chick a hard brick and yum
Like here, take that, shake that, that
And have them bring my cake back

You kow what the movements
You how movin', right
Move, 'cause we in the to fight
This is that, get crunk move bitch, get stupid
High like space, .45 on

You kow what the movements
You how movin', right
Move, 'cause we in the to fight
This is that, get crunk move bitch get drunk
like space, .45 on waist

This is bang, bang, bang
To my hooligan,
While you movin' thangs
And ya toolies go

me Richochet Rabbit
Cause I click and matics
And my nigga's straight
Penelope pump let off six rounds
'Fore one hit the ground

In the hood he as a Capo
To the goons and the its all tato
And okay I know me some vato in the on movin' on patos
Ok muchacho, they told me that you got it
I know movin' someone we usually gone pop you

This that 9 1, with a 9 double m
If it's crime lets have fun, lets have fun, have fun
that o trizzy 1, triple o, whoa, whoa
If you get ya gun

that uptop crunk
When the stop, dump
This where the bucks stop

You kow the movements like
You how movin', right
Move, 'cause we in the mood to
This is that, get crunk bitch, get drunk stupid
High like space, .45 on

rooti, tooti, fruity, Louie, what I usually do
This jump, stop, breathe, whoody who
in the truck, platt, platt, pass to a duck
I'm the menace, owe me money, tat, tat, tat, what the

Ya'll reppin' 5 still
I'm that 5 mill
Neverland, thriller, Killa Cam, 5 bill

style a bit, Italian shit, five thou-outfit
Show you how to get that powder
the fifth, jet out of it
My of what is yo' turn, Jim so burned

Live bitch, why kiss, on my wrist a $50000
And I keep heat, 'cause in streets
Just hear woop, woop, whant, whant, beep,
And you rumble, never, me, hit a humble
And I with the white, I got Jungle Fever

So Lucy
That her boobi's, loco, monster, who he
I'm the one rep the set
to left, death to death
You'll get yellow-taped, outlined, etch a

You kow what the like
You know how movin',
Move, 'cause we in the to fight
This is that, get crunk bitch, get drunk stupid
like space, .45 on waist

You kow what the movements
You know how movin',
Move, we in the mood to fight
is that, get crunk move bitch, get drunk stupid
High like space, .45 on