Luyện nghe bài hát We Get It Crunk

Cool Breeze, Kurupt, young
In 1999, anything can happen
It will, it will, it will, it will, it
Organized Noize, let's do it, it off, c'mon

Cool Breeze, Gotti, Organized Noize
We bust your mothafuckin' mouth open
No haters allowed, no haters
Uh, no allowed, no, no haters allowed

Breeze, I heard you was a mothafuckin' fool
Ah yeah, all 'em see me hit 'em
Wanna get from my living room to my bed
Ya what I said?

Don't come here again, changin' the game, re-arrangin'
I'm my name
I shot up the party, I'm 2 shotty young Gotti
Like givin' a fuck, 'em up, nigga wha
I'm pressin' it homie, I keep the whistling homie

Stashin' it nigga, cocked back, it nigga
Be silent, you can the falls tricklin' homie
It's ridiculous homie, why the you up on me?
how mothafuckas lay in caskets nigga

Fool what, we get it
Comin' through your with the sawed off pump
what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your hood the sawed off pump
Fool,

Hey, I hear you screamin' through your house
Mommy, daddy, the TV on
Cool done came out
And time I wear some new sneakers

They be on me
All behind my back like some teachers
And be for me in the streets
So they can to me real good

And go and make a that beat
Now everybody wanna put it
You give 'em one little record
And they think they to run the town

And when they album start to get a
Every time you turn around, you see 'em posted all up in a
I think smokin' too much ever body
They try to one at me, and we end up spittin' one at everybody

It ain't no plan the hitman
He ten bars, bust back with both hands
So keep dial locked and stay tuned
And when you be in Atlanta, be down with the Calhoun's

what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your hood the sawed off pump
Fool what, we get it
Comin' through your hood with the sawed off
Fool,

Fool what, we get it
Comin' through your with the sawed off pump
what, we get it crunk
Comin' your hood with the sawed off pump
Fool,

No, no allowed
No, no haters
No, no haters
No, no allowed

Is your homeboy?
(Is it)
Are you for
You ever been war?
(This nigga)
He up and help you feed folks

Where was this mothafucka when we was
Now I mean to offend a nigga
But if I struck a nigga, heh, fuck that
Punks ain't around these parts

over here, everybody got heart
The homie C O L, nigga, B-R double E Z-E
I E-E MC E-E, bitch, all y'all hoes is out to get rich
And all y'all can eat a fat dick

Mean and my niggas, we got get back
we fall through the club, we make everybody get back
Niggas know about the south
I'mma ask you one time, then you gettin' back slammed out

Cool Breeze 5'7"
But I'll you off quick
And it don't if you 5'11"
I played ball before I was cut

used to call me, "Don't drop"
'Cause I ain't nothin'
One time I walked up and a gun
And layed this boy down

And made his whole click make
Now every I make a run
My niggas tell me my back
'Cause we know they want some

what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your with the sawed off pump
Fool what, we get it
Comin' through your hood with the sawed off
Fool,

what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your hood the sawed off pump
what, we get it crunk
Comin' your hood with the sawed off pump
Fool,

what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your hood the sawed off pump
what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your hood with the sawed off
Fool,

what, we get it crunk
Comin' through your hood the sawed off pump
Fool what, we get it
Comin' through your hood with the sawed off
Fool,

We get it
Comin' through your hood with a off pump

We get it
Cool Breeze,

No haters
No, no allowed
(Cool Breeze, 1999)
No, no allowed
No, no allowed
(Kurupt, Gotti, 1999)

No, no allowed
No, no allowed
(Yeah, 1999)
No, no allowed
No, no allowed
(Y2K)

No, no haters
No, no allowed
No, no allowed

What's up Dr.
Chronic
Organized

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