Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Crunk

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

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

Miss me with that dawg, I'm on the grind
You me while I'm on stage, it's goin' down
Bottles, chairs, whatever I get my 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
niggas like to talk shit, then apologize, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
You put my in a verse then I gotta ride

We came here to get it 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 middle fingers up like
Now, we gonna em stomp like jump
get out of line we hit em up like

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

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

If you out of town and you a bird jump
I could ban him and blow his 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

if you wanted dawg
These tips
Gon' put you in a dawg
You

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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