Luyện nghe bài hát We Get It Crunk

Cool Breeze, Kurupt, Gotti
In 1999, that can happen
It will, it will, it will, it will, it
Noize, let's do it, kick it off, c'mon

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

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

Don't around here again, changin' the game, re-arrangin'
I'm changin' my
Since I shot up the party, I'm 2 shotty young
givin' a fuck, hold 'em up, nigga wha
I'm pressin' it homie, I keep the pistol homie

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cool only 5'7"
But I'll break you off
And it matter if you 5'11"
I ball before I was cool cut

Everybody to call me, "Don't drop"
'Cause I ain't drop
One I walked up and pulled a gun
And layed this dough boy

And made his whole make buns
Now time I make a run
My niggas me watch my back
we know they still want some

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

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

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

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

We get it
Cool Breeze,

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

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

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

What's up Dr.
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