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And thats how we it crunk, from the club to the streets
To the two Capri, crunk out with the beat
We shakin' hoes off, cut em' up a slab
Then hit the studio and take it to the lab

If 5 on 2, shit its all good, we through the hood
In the Delta 88' that Georgia license plate These niggas, don't know
don't even wanna show no love to a nigga, like me, so I just stay On the grind, stay down for mine tryin' to get mine in daily

Holla' at me like you know your foe, chiefin' on that
Never snort a lot of coke, stayed down with the home
Know what I mean, shit, have a nigga, stressed out
Make him fast

Bout' 175 will quit to open cannon and woop your ass
But ya' wait, get a bat face on the one-time these hoes
Choose on the Attic Crew, my already been chose
These bitches get your boy caught up in that fuck shit
I know suckin dick, but they thanking the game I spit

I put they ass in a rap and ride out on hoes
Get wit' my slick part now, then hit the
Now see I jumps up, a doubt
Not a being asked as you dash, with no way out

Through the I spin, intruders, we break em' in
Atlanta Georgia, we comin' for ya' 50 men
In of 10, no sippin' gin, we steppin' in its the Attic Crew
No flaw within, we Youngbloodz wit' plenty kin
No ifs, no ands, no buts, no

We after you, so what you do is count to three then click shoes
Then out the door, back to hoe, down on the low
Straight, toe to toe, 'cause is who I be, won't fuck with you
Don't fuck with me, so can't you see through the

Where be all you can fuckin' be, sucker free
But first get nuts before you fuck around and bite the dust
Now what, so what you got now if you ride out on them cruts, Hook

And thats how we it crunk, from the club to the streets
To the two door Capri, crunk out the beat
We hoes off, cut em' up like a slab
Then hit the studio and take it to the lab

And thats how we keep it crunk, from the club to the
To the two door Capri, crunk out the beat
We shakin' off, cut em' up like a slab
Then hit the studio and take it to the lab

A day late and a short on the cat walk, windin'
to get meat, 22 tryin' to see 23, Shawty, three U double T's
What it ain't be, what it is over years I been scratchin'
And scrapin' still ain't up with nothin'

Let everybody get they time to shine waitin' on mine
In the tryin' to find a loophole
God knows the next one, for dead
Got in the neck, nigga cryin', but the grind don't stop

Like time stop, like a nigga who drop
Casket, cover it up and ride out, ain't got nothin' to be smilin'
bit fake chasers, I'm tryin' to waste
Gotta keep on stackin', keep on packin', slackin' gonna get me

Hemmed up, up in the store with the blow, don't show no flow
As as though, see hit the gas flow
Gotta play it smart, gotta it to the heart
Fuckin' around, gonna get you up, 4:30, the hill, law gone

Always underestimated, great don't a fuck, don't make mistakes
em' off gonna get it crunk before this thang get too late
Hold up, wait, my homeboys
Don't me go upside your head
Drag your ass the club, heard what I fuckin' said

We scared, prepared to take this thang to the streets
Caprice and Fleetwood ride good Vouges the beat
You might not understand a damn thang that I
I'm slizzard as hell, might stomp punk ass to sleep

And when this thang get crunk, I it up and take it to the lab
Hit that club and grab a couple of hoes off on the ass
if you will, thank its funny but it ain't what the fuck you gonna do When they hit you, stick you for your bank

From the freeze-tag to the Fleetwoods, the two door to the four door
Who got the leather, who got the cloth, who got the
With all the hoes, who got the gold, who got that
Who got the green, who got the chains, who got the
I got the Fleetwood, girls likely to complain

See somethings be explained, how we really do this man
Hit the lab, it talk, now you here me once again
Have you jumpin' and shakin', you off in that blue flame
Whats going on holmes, can you please tell me man

And thats how we keep it crunk, from the to the streets
To the two Capri, crunk out with the beat
We shakin' hoes off, cut em' up a slab
Then hit the studio and it back to the lab

And thats how we it crunk, from the club to the streets
To the two door Capri, out with the beat
We shakin' off, cut em' up like a slab
Then hit the and take it back to the lab