Luyện nghe bài hát Gette'm Crunk

Ah yeah, y'all know time it is
Tear the up boys back up in this motherfucker
Y'all know what time it is, we gettin' it crunk for the motherfuckin'

Y'all can't handle this motherfuckin'
on for the '97 motherfucker
Nine nickel in two
Ain't no was a nigga words clearly biiootch
We finna do motherfuckin' shit like thiis...

Knicca]
I ain't rollin' oxy fours, and go I'm lookin' for
Bustin' through the cut the skeemask on you funky hoes
Wood grain chevy thangs, (...?...) boomerangs
Burbon with (..?..) mane, with the gear mane, I ain't playin'
I'm insane get you with that killin'
Murder, death, kill now I'm in your lexus
Stretch me if you wanna, gonna, around the corner
Then I holler at your women, the fire (.....?.....)
Foolish ass punk, makin' noise in my
to get his ass hurt, in the them curbs and them speed bumps
Thump, thump, thump, finna get him can you me
Three for my pump, in the destine in the
Itchin' for a killin' for I kill a man
Didn't want to hit'em, but bitch kept playin' with mine
As I tried to stop'em, but he on runnin' low
Killin' his ass before he got to the

2x

[Lord
Nigga's up in the (..?..) wait till Infamous kick in the door
So just ever your way the crest of your feet on the floor
So get ultra and buck in hoe
Bitches get (...?...)cause it's down right about now
Tearin' and riot (?) cause we comin' straight the rowdy ass south
up this bitch, shake like a natural disaster, earthquake to blow up the

Name was the Triple 6, end of the we can enter this bitch (...?...)
Next time we fuck up the club, we gonna rip it up so riots break out
So people (...?...) the war started and ended now

J]
I'm takin' care of my motherfuckin' business, I goin' bitch
Nigga's claimin' killa all the time but ain't did
Flodgin' town, talkin' about what you gonna do
Knowin' if you step up to this pimpin' a murder fool
Never try to dodge a nigga cause I let my hangs, strapped
the smith and wesson if I have to bring the pain, bring the pain
Bring the game, nigga we get it on
motherfuckers in the night until the early morn'

2x

[Gangsta
Now time to get buck wild, nigga's on that Chris Style
While my Paul and rowdy Chris head to funkytown
Baby and get it crunk
What's up, what you or somethin'
Loddy, doddy party fuckin' hardy you fuck up somethin'
the fuckin police bitch, you can't fade the Triple Six
Once they see how crunk we get it gone want to join this shit
We gone get it crunk, keep it crunk, stayin real
Always scopin' motherfuckers tryin' to keep a meal, Big Baby

[DJ
Time to tear the club up thugs, up in this hoe
Nigga thought we was washed up but we got more
Aimin' at your ass, once again for the nickel and a couple of pennies
My clearly, tom's in so you can hear me
You the loco break the law but that was '95
Mystic worldwide hoes realize
got the mossberg but they ain't dead yet
The Three 6 gonna be till we get it crunk