Name: Who the Crunkest
Duration: 5 min 12 s
Description: Слушайте песню Who the Crunkest - Tear da Club Up Thugs, Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat онлайн с альбома Crazyndalazdayz в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 5:12. Год выхода - 2000

Crazyndalazdayz

Tear da Club Up Thugs

Three 6 Mafia

DaLazDayz

Twista

Smoked Out

I'm Losing It

Crucial Conflict

Throw Your Sets

Too Short

T-Rock

Undercover Freaks

Spice 1

Wet Party

Project Pat

Elbow a Nigga

Hell Naw

Crunchy Black

Get Buck, Get Wild

On Da Block

What You Lookin' For

Fatal

Paper Chase

Who the Crunkest

You know the time is tickin short, now I'm reachin for the vault

Grab them clothes that match the night, and them things they call they aunt

Yes a nigga know I'm quiet, if you don't talk they think your soft

But I be quick to pull and blast and leave your body full of chalk

Never talk cause when you talk these hoes be all up in your biz

Bring the word up where you livin, all the shit a nigga did

Ho, I ain't did no fucking dirt or rolled no bodies in the trunk

I shipped some keys over seas, Medal flour mixed with funk

I call the police 911 "Their's been a murder on my set."

And when they pull up on my set, we pop them things and then we jet

On the low is how I keep it, if you want your blood to spill

Run your mouth off in the street, and pull your gun to shoot to kill

If you real, if you realer than a motherfucking gang

On the block is where you hang, throw them motherfucking thangs

Nigga, chopping up the cake. slinging rocks or pushing weight

Ghetto nigga's from the south, ain't no law that we can't break

What you know about going out, heading out, riding out, down south

Finding DJ Paul with the gold and diamonds in his mouth

Riding in the Rover with the bars and the broads in the cars behind me

Rolex hanging up out the window shiny as hell

I must have gave myself away with my diamond bezzle (bling)

Sling the Rover in the garage cranking up the Caprice

Time to check up on my traps in the b-a-z(-busy) week

Zoners, hanging on corners slanging that marijuana

Ho we been known since we been gone good since this early morn

Biggity-bust them, dust them thinking we blood donors

In my hood, I'm like whats up with something that's on us

Grooving with the Hypnotize Camp Posse boys

Took my credit card, the Lexus, bought ten of them toys (ha, ha)

I got you thinking wishing you was thru with the Hypnotizers

But facing failure you can get the club crunk like us

Knicky-knack paddywhack, automatic ghetto bust

Some say they down but they shady so in Glock I trust

I shall bust, if you in it mane, represent it mane

If it's all about that ghetty green then I'm with it mane

Understand where I'm coming from, out the ghetto slum

Project Pat, Tear Da Club Up Thugs out here slanging drugs

Making lame dugs bite the dust if they step to us

Ain't no need to cuss, even fuss, let that Luger bust

If you real, you can keep it real, never fake the deal

If you gotta kill for your meal, then you handle that

In the street, the gat is a tool used for regulating

Popping off lead at your hat when you violating

Incriminating eyes when you see me passing in my Lex

Haters in disguise, don't you book this killa to a test

Laid to rest, must have been your time for you to clock out

Had a vest but you should have had your fucking Glock out

Слушайте песню Who the Crunkest - Tear da Club Up Thugs, Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat онлайн с альбома Crazyndalazdayz в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 5:12. Год выхода - 2000

Who the Crunkest

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