Luyện nghe bài hát Gette'm Crunk

Ah yeah, y'all know what it is
Tear the up boys back up in this motherfucker
Y'all what time it is, we gettin' it crunk for the motherfuckin' '97'

Y'all can't handle motherfuckin' shit
on for the '97 motherfucker
Nine nickel in two
no toms was a nigga words clearly biiootch
We do this motherfuckin' shit like thiis...

[Koopsta
I ain't rollin' oxy fours, come and go I'm for
Bustin' through the cut with the skeemask on you funky
Wood grain chevy thangs, hearin' (...?...)
Burbon with that (..?..) mane, with the gear mane, I ain't
I'm insane gone get you with that
Murder, death, now I'm flexin' in your lexus
Stretch me if you wanna, gonna, follow around the
Then I at your women, turn the fire (.....?.....)
Foolish ass punk, makin' noise in my
to get his ass hurt, in the them curbs and them speed bumps
Thump, thump, thump, finna get him can you me
Three for my pump, in the destine in the
Itchin' for a nigga for I kill a man
Didn't to hit'em, but that bitch kept playin' with mine
As I tried to stop'em, but he on runnin' low
Killin' his ass he got to the door

2x

[Lord
Nigga's up in the (..?..) wait Lord Infamous kick in the door
So just ever your way wipe the crest of your on the floor
So get ultra and in this hoe
Bitches get (...?...)cause it's going down about now
Tearin' and riot (?) we comin' straight from the rowdy ass south
Crank up this bitch, like a natural disaster, earthquake to blow up the

Name was the Triple 6, end of the world we can enter bitch (...?...)
Next we gonna fuck up the club, we gonna rip it up so riots break out
So people (...?...) the war started and ended now

J]
I'm takin' care of my motherfuckin' business, I ain't bitch
Nigga's killa all the time but ain't did shit
Flodgin' round town, talkin' about what you do
if you step up to this pimpin' it's a murder fool
Never try to dodge a nigga cause I let my nuts hangs,
With the smith and if I have to bring the pain, bring the pain
Bring the game, nigga we get it on
Smokin' motherfuckers in the night until the morn'

2x

[Gangsta
Now it's time to get buck wild, nigga's on that Style
While my nigga Paul and rowdy Chris head to
Baby and get it crunk
What's up, what you scared or
Loddy, doddy party fuckin' hardy till you up somethin'
Fuck the fuckin police bitch, you can't fade the Six
Once they see how crunk we get it they gone want to join this
We gone get it crunk, nigga it crunk, stayin real
smokin' scopin' motherfuckers tryin' to keep a meal, Big Baby

[DJ
Time to tear the club up thugs, back up in hoe
Nigga thought we was up but we got plenty more
Aimin' at your ass, once again for the nine nickel and a couple of
My clearly, tom's in so you can hear me
You know the break the law but that was '95
Mystic Styles worldwide realize
Chris got the mossberg but ain't dead yet
The 6 gonna be alive till we get it crunk