Crunk Inc.

[Intro] Aye, Crunk Incorporated We ain't taking nothing this year We coming straight for you We talking 'bout getting crunk nigga Fuck that shit you talking nigga When I see your ass nigga, that's how shit gon' pop off This how shit gon' go down from here on out nigga So we gotta tell y'all niggas what the fuck up Cyco Black, let 'em know [Bridge: Cyco Black] Fuck that shit that you talkin' [x8] [Hook: Cyco Black] Fuck that nonsense, nigga I'm outside (what's up) You got a problem with my clique, I'm outside (what's up) I got my gun in my motherfucking ride (what's up) We bussin' heads, so you bitches better hide [Verse 1: Lil Jay] Crunk to the motherfucking I.N.C Mike, Gray, Black, and Killa behind me Park in the street with crunk and A.D So I dare that nigga to come and try me Dare that nigga to walk my street Watch me cock it back and let go Coming up popular, he's a fuck nigga I'ma let his ass know he ain't nothing but a hoe Fuck your words, your words don't mean shit All that talking get your ass hit Beat your bitch with a baseball bat, a-rata-tat-tat on your ass real quick This real shit and I don't play games A.T.L. be my domain Creep your cast and beat your ass so fuck that shit you talking mane' [Hook] [Bridge] [Verse 2: Princess] Yeah, bitch fuck that shit that you talkin' Go get your clique and start walkin' My crew too thick so get off me To fuck with you, I got Whodi Peeping the scene so don't test me Hoe don't try me, I stay ready Your shit gon' be so damn heavy I snipe your ass like I'm Wesley Got a problem, I solve it, so hoe let's take it outside Revolver tucked in my pocket, I'm feeling what in my ride Bussin' heads is my specialty One like me, you will never see Hoe you know I'm with M.O.B Wanna buck? It's whatever G [Verse 3: M.I.G.] Keep on poppin', I'ma show you just how deep we are Y'all niggas think y'all buck? We'll have y'all seeing stars You'll think you're touching Mars, cause we some assassins A second blasting at whoever that be shit talking So do not get smart bitch, cause here we running things Ain't got no time for lames, just 'bout that money mane' Just watch me spray some flames Get up, release some anger I keep sixteen in the clip, and one off in the chamber [Bridge] [Hook] [Outro] A'ight [x8]