Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Crunk

We here to get it crunk like jump
In the club with our middle fingers up jump
Now, we gonna make em stomp like
Niggas get out of line we hit em up

Well, I'm flippin' and my wood grain steering wheel
I a mill at eighteen, nigga how it feel
It feel good to checks every other day, yes
If you ain't bout money, go the other way

Miss me with that bullshit dawg, I'm on the
You disrespect me while I'm on stage, it's goin'
Bottles, chairs, I get my hands on
You can bet your dollar they get some

If you think you strong to take a shot, jump
I bet you your mind when you lookin' now, jump
These like to talk shit, then apologize, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
You put my name in a verse then I ride

We here to get it crunk like jump
In the club with our middle fingers up jump
Now, we gonna make em stomp like,
get out of line we hit em up like

We here to get it crunk like jump
In the club with our middle up like jump
Now, we gonna make em stomp like
Niggas get out of line we hit em up

Look I'm a
is the 3 piece suit
My grill the same as my GT Coupe
Gators snappin' on my feet they fresh out the jungle

There's a nine in my vest, but it's a tec' in my
I know I make y'all wonder how I'm gettin' that cash
Cause when we gotta drop, I ain't spendin' my
The prices

If you out of town and you need a bird
I ban him and blow his brains on the fuckin' curve jump
You don't want beef wit my squad nigga
Come out the club off note, you rob nigga, so jump

Stupid if you wanted
These hollow
Gon' put you in a coma
You

We here to get it crunk like jump
In the club with our fingers up like jump
Now, we make em stomp like jump
get out of line we hit em up like

We came here to get it crunk jump
In the with our middle fingers up like jump
Now, we make em stomp like jump
Niggas get out of line we hit em up

Hey, niggas claim they got guns but ain't shot nobody
Or you a stick up kid why you ain't got nobody? Stop
Niggas at the bar buyin' they can't afford
You think he ballin' until you see his Accord

And tell valet not to my wheel
Or he leave here wit a busted lip
Me and Crime Boss rollin' in my Deville
I ain't tryin' leave you in but I to kill

Hey, I'm like Jeezy, I or die
And I pop, pop, I rather fire
I'm a and you know it, you damn right I show it
Twenty two's on my lotus just in case you haven't

We came to get it crunk like jump
In the club with our middle up like jump
Now, we gonna make em like jump
get out of line we hit em up like

We came here to get it crunk jump
In the club with our fingers up like jump
Now, we gonna make em stomp jump
get out of line we hit em up like

Hey I bet he jump
Keep talkin' all that shit but I bet he won't
talkin' all that shit but I bet he won't jump
She talkin' all shit but I bet she won't jump

She actin' like a bitch I know she won't jump
Oh, oh, oh, you not jump
Oh, oh, oh, you better not
Oh, oh, oh, better not jump

Oh, oh, you fuck around and get
Ha, ha, Whoo, shout to my nigga Zab
Floyd Mayweather, Roy Jones, Winky Wright know I'm sayin'?
What up to my nigga Bernard Yeah, holla at yo boy