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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And when this thang get crunk, I pack it up and it to the lab
Hit that club and grab a couple 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 to the Fleetwoods, from the two door to the four door
Who got the leather, who got the cloth, who got the
all the hoes, who got the gold, who got that grain
Who got the green, who got the chains, who got the
I got the Fleetwood, girls most likely to

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

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