tear da club up thugs - who the crunkest lyrics
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
(folks on the right)
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
(people on the left)
(people on the left)
(people on the left)
(people on the left)
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 n-gg- 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 sh-t a n-gg- did
hoe i ain’t dentin’ a f-ckin’ dinner roll, your bodies in the trunk
’cause sh-t some keys over seas, may the flour mix 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 motherf-ckin’ gang
on the block is where you hang, throw them motherf-ckin’ thangs
n-gg-, drivin’ up the k, slangin’ rocks or pushin’ weight
ghetto n-gg- from the south, ain’t no law that we can’t break
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
(folks on the right)
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
(people on the left)
(people on the left)
(people on the left)
(people on the left)
who the crunkest, who the crunkest
who the crunkest, who the crunkest
who the crunkest, who the crunkest
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
what you know about goin’ out, headin’ out, ridin’ out, down south
findin’ dj paul with the gold and diamonds in his mouth
ridin’ in the rover with the boys and the broads in the cars behind me
could you tell me how’d you find me
rolex hangin’ up out the window, shiny as h-ll
i must have gave myself away with my diamond bezzle
slang the rover in the garage, crankin’ up the capris
time to check up on my tramps in the b a z week
zone us hangin’ on corners, slangin’ that marijuana
hoe we been known since we been gone good, since this early morn
biggity bust ’em, dust ’em, make ’em put plugs in donuts
in my hood, i’m like w-ssup with somethin’ that’s on us
groovin’ with the hypnotized camp posse boys
took my credit card, the lexus, bought ten of them toys
ha, ha, i got you thinkin’, wishin’ you was thru with the hypnotizers
but facin’ failure, you can get the club crunk like us
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
(folks on the right)
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
(people on the left)
(people on the left)
(people on the left)
(people on the left)
who the crunkest, who the crunkest
who the crunkest, who the crunkest
who the crunkest, who the crunkest
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
knicky knack, patty wack, automatic ghetto bust
some say they down but they shady, so in glock i trust
i shall bust if you in it, man, represent it, man
if it’s all about that, yah, that green then i’m wit’ it, man
understand where i’m comin’ from, out the ghetto slum
project pat, tear da club up thugs out here slangin’ drugs
makin’ lame thugs bite the dust, if they step to us
ain’t no need to cuss even fuss, let that ruger bust
if you real, you can keep it real, never fake the deal
if you gotta kill for your meal than you handle that
in the street the gat is a tool used for regulatin’
poppin’ off lead at your hat when you violating
incriminating eyes when you see me p-ssin’ in my lex
haters in diguise, don’t you boot this killa, do what it takes
laid to rest, must have been your time for you to clock out
had a vest but you should have had your f-ckin’ glock out
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
(folks on the right)
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
(people on the left)
(people on the left)
(people on the left)
(people on the left)
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
who the crunkest, who the crunkest
who the crunkest, who the crunkest
who the crunkest, who the crunkest
who the crunkest in this mother?
who the crunkest in this mother?
who the crunkest in this mother?
who the crunkest, who the crunkest
who the crunkest, who the crunkest
who the crunkest, who the crunkest
who the crunkest in this motherf-cker?
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