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 and take it back to the lab
If 5 on 2, shit its all good, we through the hood In the Delta 88' with 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 you know your foe, chiefin' on that green Never snort a lot of coke, stayed down the home team Know what I mean, shit, have a nigga, stressed out him small fast
Bout' 175 will quit to open that cannon and woop ass But ya' wait, get a bat on the one-time while these hoes Choose on the Attic Crew, my already been chose stankin' bitches get your boy caught up in that fuck shit I they suckin dick, but they thanking the game I spit
I put ass in a rap and ride out on them hoes Get wit' my slick part now, then hit the Now see I jumps up, a doubt 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 within, we them Youngbloodz wit' plenty kin No ifs, no ands, no buts, no
We after you, so what you do is count to three then your shoes Then out the door, back to hoe, down on the low Straight, toe to toe, 'cause J-Bo is who I be, fuck with you Don't fuck with me, so can't you see the enemies
be all you can fuckin' be, stay sucker free But first get some nuts before you fuck and bite the dust Now nigga what, so you got now if you ride out on them cruts, Hook
And thats how we keep it crunk, from the club to the To the two door Capri, out with the beat We shakin' hoes off, cut em' up a slab Then hit the and take it back to the lab
And thats how we keep it crunk, the club to the streets To the two door Capri, crunk out with the We hoes off, cut em' up like a slab Then hit the and take it back to the lab
A day late and a dolla' short on the cat walk, Tryin' to get meat, 22 tryin' to see 23, Shawty, U double T's What it ain't be, what it is over years I been scratchin' And scrapin' ain't came up with nothin'
Let everybody get they time to shine still on mine In the meantime to find a loophole God knows where the next one, for Got bust in the neck, nigga cryin', but the don't stop
Like time don't stop, a nigga who drop Casket, cover it up and ride out, ain't got to be smilin' bout' Only bit chasers, I'm tryin' to waste Gotta on stackin', gotta keep on packin', slackin' gonna get me
Hemmed up, posted up in the store with the blow, show no flow As long as though, see hit the gas Gotta play it smart, gotta take it to the 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 gonna get it crunk this thang get too late up, wait, my homeboys straight Don't make me go upside your Drag your ass the club, heard what I fuckin' said
We ain't scared, prepared to this thang to the streets Caprice and Fleetwood ride Vouges with the beat You might not understand a thang that I speak I'm slizzard as hell, might your punk ass to sleep
And this thang get crunk, I pack it up and take it to the lab Hit that gentlemens club and grab a 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 to the Fleetwoods, from 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, most likely to complain
See somethings can't be explained, how we really do man Hit the lab, make it talk, now you me once again you jumpin' and shakin', like 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 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
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