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 here is that bomb
dang, the dons with me
Killa, he'll kill a nigga you 'bout harming me
Capo's corrupted he's wrong to fuck wit

Labeled and as a young Pac to the public
And me, Human Crack in the
I'm the of the best
One word to me, spectacular yes

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

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

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

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

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

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

Call me Rabbit
Cause I and spray matics
And my nigga's straight
pump let off six whole rounds
'Fore one hit the ground

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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