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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Crunk Incorporated. We ain't taking nuttin this year,
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We comin' straight for ya.
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Talkin' bout gettin' crunk nigga. Fuck
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that shit you talkin' nigga.
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When I see yo ass nigga,
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this how shit gon pop off.
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This how shit goin' go down
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from here on out nigga.
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So we gotta tell y'all niggas to wake the fuck
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up. Cyco Black let em know....
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Verse 2
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Fuck that shit that you talkin'
Verse 3
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Fuck that nonsense
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nigga I'm outside
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You gotta problem wit my
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clique I'm outside
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I got my gun in my motherfuckin' ride
We bussin' heads so you
bitches better hide
Verse 4
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Crunk to the motherfuckin' I.N.C.
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Mike, Gray, Black, and Killa behind me.
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Park in the street wit Crunk and A.D.
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So I dare that nigga to come and try me.
Verse 5
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Dare that nigga to walk my street.
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Watch me cock it back and let go.
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Com in' up popular,
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he's a fuck nigga I'm a let his ass know
He ain't nothin' but a ho.
Verse 6
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Fuck yo words,
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yo words don't mean shit.
All that talkin' get yo ass hit.
Beat yo bitch wit a baseball bat a- rata-
tat- tat on yo ass real quick.
This real shit and I don't play games.
Verse 7
ATL be my domain.
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Creep yo cast, and beat yo ass so
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Fuck that shit you
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talkin' mayne.
Verse 8
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Yeah, bitch fuck that
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shit that you talkin'.
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Go get yo clique and start walkin'.
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My crew too thick so get off me to fuck
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wit you I got whodi.
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Peepin' the scene so don't test me,
ho don't try me I stay ready,
Verse 9
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Yo shirt goin' be so damn heavy,
I snipe yo ass like I'm Wesley.
Got a problem I solve so ho let's
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take it outside.
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Revolver tucked in my pocket I'm
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feelin' what in my ride.
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Bus sin' heads is my specialty,
One like me, you will never see,
Ho you know I'm wit M.O.B. Wanna
buck? It's whatever G.
Verse 10
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Keep on poppin I'm a show you
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just how deep we are.
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Y'all niggas thank y'all buck?
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We'll have y'all seein' stars.
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You'll think you're touchin' Mars,
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cause we some must asses.
Verse 11
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A second blastin' anywhere where there
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be shit talkin'. So do not get smart
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Bitch, cause here we runnin' thangs,
Ain't got no time for lames,
Verse 12
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Just bout that money mayne.
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Just watch me spray some flames.
Get up, release some anger.
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I keep sixteen in the
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clip,
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and one
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off in the
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chamber.
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