Luyện nghe bài hát Gette'm Crunk

Ah yeah, y'all know time it is
Tear the club up back up in this motherfucker
know what time it is, we gettin' it crunk for the motherfuckin' '97'

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

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

2x

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

Name was the 6, end of the world we can enter this bitch (...?...)
Next time we fuck up the club, we gonna rip it up so riots break out
So (...?...) like 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 did shit
Flodgin' town, talkin' about what you gonna do
Knowin' if you step up to this pimpin' it's a murder
try to dodge a nigga cause I let my nuts hangs, strapped
With the smith and wesson if I to bring the pain, bring the pain
Bring the game, nigga we get it on
Smokin' motherfuckers in the night until the early

2x

[Gangsta
Now it's time to get buck wild, nigga's on that Style
While my Paul and rowdy Chris head to funkytown
Baby and get it crunk
up, what you scared or somethin'
Loddy, party fuckin' hardy till you fuck up somethin'
Fuck the fuckin police bitch, you can't the Triple Six
Once see how crunk we get it they 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 the club up thugs, back up in this hoe
Nigga we was washed up but we got plenty more
Aimin' at your ass, once again for the nine nickel and a couple of
My words clearly, tom's in so you can me
You know the loco the law but that was '95
Mystic Styles worldwide hoes
Chris got the mossberg but they ain't yet
The 6 gonna be alive till we get it crunk