Get Bucked, Get Crunked
Исполнитель: C-Murder fT-Bo, Master P, and Silkk the
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[hook]2x<br>Uh Ohhhh, there them TRU Boys go<br>Uh Ohhhh, hit the muthafuckin flo`<br><br>[T-Bo]<br>Aaaaaaaah!!<br>Came in this bitch to shut this muthafucka down<br>Baton Rouge and Louisiana so you know I`m bout to clown<br>When the thugs get to bussin, duck down hit the ground<br>Stay out my water boy if you don`t want to drown<br>You keep fuckin wit me, they gone find yo ass dead<br>When my song come on, they gon act a pussy on yo head<br>This for them thugs in the club, who straight, don`t mind dying<br>And them ballers in the parking lot, straight sitting on shine<br>C-Murder called me up, and said "T-Bo it`s time<br>to represent the dirty south and make `em respect yo mind"<br>Trunk loads of soldiers always starting some shit<br>So stay the fuck from `round us if you aint down with my click<br>Be on the lookout for them boys with them rags `round they fo`head, (Uh Ohh)<br>Group of muthafuckas that got security hollerin `Code Red`<br>Get Crunk, Get Buck, ya`ll pussy bitches get stuck<br>When we come to yo town, tear the fuckin club up<br>Only white boy with the click, so you know I must be sick<br>You don`t like me rollin wit TRU?, suck my fuckin dick<br>I`m from that 504, minus 279<br>Come and get you somethin`, see me thuggin in that 225<br><br>[chorus] 8x<br>Back `em up, Get Crunk<br>Back `em up, Get Buck<br><br>[Master P]<br>Big Time baller, shot caller, hustler<br>CP3, whodi they`ll bust ya<br>Rolce, with 4 doors, Bentleys with mo-mo`s<br>I aint Ludacris but I can throw dem bo`s<br>Concerts stay packed, pockets gone stay fat<br>T-R-U hot, tell the dj`s to play that<br>Now give it to me, I want the jewels and the money<br>And ectasy for the thugs and the bunnies<br><br>[chorus] 4x<br><br>[Silkk the Shocker]<br>We the type of niggas, ya`ll don`t ever wanna have beef wit<br>We`ll pull some sneak shit, and get off with some creep shit<br>Do anything for the look, for the stash and the cash<br>My face to recognizable dog, so I`ma need the mask<br>See they didn`t want to feel us until we had to empty the cannon<br>Tryna hold us, but they just comin up, empty handed<br>I know some love us, and I know that some can`t stand us<br>Me, P, and C we all thugs, seem like that shit just runs in the family<br><br>[hook]<br><br>[C-Murder]<br>You know we thugged out, from the cradle to the grave<br>Them TRU Boys, The Miller Boys with T-Bo and some chrome toys<br>Dome checkin, disrespectin haters is a hobby, for life<br>No Limit to the fullest, with a bullet, so think twice<br>Lil Daddy, Limo tints on the Caddy, Truck<br>Them Cutt Boys gone bust, you better duck, cause we don`t give a fuck<br>I`m real with it, XL bring the Deadly Soundz beat<br>And Watch a nigga like C bring the heat<br><br>[chorus] fade until end