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

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

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

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

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

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

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

be all you can fuckin' be, stay sucker free
But get some 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 keep it crunk, from the to the streets
To the two door Capri, crunk out with the
We shakin' hoes off, cut em' up like a
hit the studio 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 shakin' hoes off, cut em' up a slab
Then hit the studio and take it to the lab

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

Let everybody get they to shine still waitin' on mine
In the meantime tryin' to find a
God where the next one, for dead
Got bust in the neck, nigga cryin', but the don't stop

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

Hemmed up, posted up in the store with the blow, don't show no
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 gives a fuck, don't mistakes
Shake em' off get it crunk before this thang get too late
up, wait, my homeboys straight
Don't make me go upside head
Drag your ass across the club, heard what I said

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 I speak
I'm slizzard as hell, stomp your punk ass to sleep

And when this thang get crunk, I pack it up and it to the lab
Hit that gentlemens club and 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 door
Who got the leather, who got the cloth, who got the
With all the hoes, who got the gold, who got grain
Who got the green, who got the chains, who got the
I got the Fleetwood, girls most 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 that flame
Whats really going on holmes, can you please 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 like a
Then hit the studio and take it to the lab

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