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

If 5 on 2, its all good, we ride through the hood
In the Delta 88' with that Georgia license plate niggas, don't know
They don't 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 green
Never snort a lot of coke, stayed down with the home
Know what I mean, some shit, a nigga, stressed out
Make him fast

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

I put ass in a rap and ride out on them hoes
Get wit' my part now, then hit the studio
Now see I jumps up, without a
Not a question being as you dash, with no way out

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

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

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

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

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

Let everybody get they to shine still waitin' on mine
In the tryin' to find a loophole
God where 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 to be smilin' bout'
bit fake chasers, I'm tryin' to waste
Gotta on stackin', gotta keep on packin', slackin' gonna get me

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

Always underestimated, great don't gives a fuck, don't make
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 across the club, heard what I fuckin'

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

And when thang get crunk, I pack 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, from the two door to the four
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, most likely to complain

See somethings can't be explained, how we do this man
Hit the lab, it talk, now you here me once again
Have you jumpin' and shakin', like you off in blue flame
Whats really going on holmes, can you please me man

And how we keep 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

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