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And thats how we keep it crunk, from the club to the
To the two door Capri, crunk out the beat
We shakin' hoes off, cut em' up a slab
hit the studio and take it back to the lab

If 5 on 2, shit its all good, we through the hood
In the Delta 88' with Georgia license plate These niggas, don't know
They don't even wanna show no love to a nigga, me, so I just stay On the grind, stay down for mine tryin' to get mine in daily

at me like you know your foe, chiefin' on that green
Never snort a lot of coke, down with the home team
Know what I mean, some shit, a nigga, stressed out
Make him small

Bout' 175 will quit to open cannon and woop your ass
But ya' wait, get a bat face on the one-time these hoes
Choose on the Attic Crew, my girl already chose
These stankin' bitches get your boy caught up in that shit
I they suckin dick, but they thanking the game I spit

I put they ass in a rap and out on them hoes
Get wit' my slick part now, hit the studio
Now see I jumps up, without a
Not a question being asked as you dash, no way out

the whirl-wind I spin, intruders, we break em' in
Atlanta Georgia, we comin' for ya' 50 men
In sets of 10, no sippin' gin, we in its the Attic Crew
No flaw within, we them Youngbloodz wit' kin
No ifs, no ands, no buts, no

We after you, so what you do is to three then click your shoes
Then out the door, to your hoe, down on the low
Straight, toe to toe, 'cause J-Bo is who I be, won't fuck you
Don't fuck with me, so can't you see through the

Where be all you can be, stay sucker free
But first get some nuts you fuck around and bite the dust
Now nigga what, so you got now if you ride out on them cruts, Hook

And thats how we keep it crunk, from the club to the
To the two door Capri, crunk out with the
We shakin' hoes off, cut em' up like a
Then hit the studio and take it to the lab

And how we keep it crunk, from the club to the streets
To the two door Capri, out with the beat
We hoes off, cut em' up like a slab
Then hit the studio and it back to the lab

A day late and a short on the cat walk, windin'
Tryin' to get meat, 22 tryin' to see 23, Shawty, three U T's
What it ain't be, what it is over years I been scratchin'
And still ain't came up with nothin'

Let everybody get they time to shine still on mine
In the meantime tryin' to a loophole
God knows where the one, for dead
Got bust in the neck, cryin', but the grind don't stop

Like time don't stop, like a who drop
Casket, cover it up and ride out, ain't got nothin' to be smilin'
Only bit fake chasers, I'm to waste
Gotta on stackin', gotta keep on packin', slackin' gonna get me

up, posted up in the store with the blow, don't show no flow
As as though, see hit the gas flow
Gotta play it smart, take it to the heart
around, gonna get you fucked up, 4:30, the hill, law gone

Always underestimated, great gives a fuck, don't make mistakes
Shake em' off gonna get it crunk this thang get too late
Hold up, wait, my straight
Don't make me go upside head
Drag your ass across the club, what I fuckin' said

We ain't scared, prepared to this thang to the streets
Caprice and Fleetwood ride good with the beat
You might not a damn thang that I speak
I'm slizzard as hell, stomp your punk ass to sleep

And this thang get crunk, I pack it up and take it to the lab
Hit that gentlemens club and grab a of hoes off on the ass
Laugh if you will, thank its funny but it what the fuck you gonna do When they hit you, stick you for your bank

From the freeze-tag to the Fleetwoods, from the two to the four door
Who got the leather, who got the cloth, who got the
With all the hoes, who got the gold, who got grain
Who got the green, who got the chains, who got the
I got the Fleetwood, most likely to complain

See somethings can't be explained, how we do this man
Hit the lab, make it talk, now you here me again
Have you jumpin' and shakin', you off in that blue flame
really going on holmes, can you please tell me man

And thats how we keep it crunk, from the to the streets
To the two Capri, crunk out with the beat
We shakin' off, cut em' up like a slab
hit the studio and take it back to the lab

And thats how we keep it crunk, from the to the streets
To the two door Capri, out with the beat
We shakin' hoes off, cut em' up a slab
Then hit the and take it back to the lab