C-Murder - Get Bucked Get Crunked Lyrics (15007 bytes)

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Get Bucked Get Crunked Lyrics

Uh Ohhhh, there them TRU Boys go
Uh Ohhhh, hit the muthaf**kin flo'

Came in this b***h to shut this muthaf**ka down
Baton Rouge and Louisiana so you know I'm bout to clown
When the thugs get to bussin, duck down hit the ground
Stay out my water boy if you don't want to drown
You keep f**kin wit me, they gone find yo ass dead
When my song come on, they gon act a pussy on yo head
This for them thugs in the club, who straight, don't mind dying
And them ballers in the parking lot, straight sitting on shine
C-Murder called me up, and said "T-Bo it's time
to represent the dirty south and make 'em respect yo mind"
Trunk loads of soldiers always starting some s**t
So stay the f**k from 'round us if you aint down with my click
Be on the lookout for them boys with them rags 'round they fo'head, (Uh Ohh)
Group of muthaf**kas that got security hollerin 'Code Red'
Get Crunk, Get Buck, ya'll pussy b***hes get stuck
When we come to yo town, tear the f**kin club up
Only white boy with the click, so you know I must be sick
You don't like me rollin wit TRU?, suck my f**kin dick
I'm from that 504, minus 279
Come and get you somethin', see me thuggin in that 225

[chorus] 8x
Back 'em up, Get Crunk
Back 'em up, Get Buck

[Master P]
Big Time baller, shot caller, hustler
CP3, whodi they'll bust ya
Rolce, with 4 doors, Bentleys with mo-mo's
I aint Ludacris but I can throw dem bo's
Concerts stay packed, pockets gone stay fat
T-R-U hot, tell the dj's to play that
Now give it to me, I want the jewels and the money
And ectasy for the thugs and the bunnies

[chorus] 4x

[Silkk the Shocker]
We the type of niggas, ya'll don't ever wanna have beef wit
We'll pull some sneak s**t, and get off with some creep s**t
Do anything for the look, for the stash and the cash
My face to recognizable dog, so I'ma need the mask
See they didn't want to feel us until we had to empty the cannon
Tryna hold us, but they just comin up, empty handed
I know some love us, and I know that some can't stand us
Me, P, and C we all thugs, seem like that s**t just runs in the family


You know we thugged out, from the cradle to the grave
Them TRU Boys, The Miller Boys with T-Bo and some chrome toys
Dome checkin, disrespectin haters is a hobby, for life
No Limit to the fullest, with a bullet, so think twice
Lil Daddy, Limo tints on the Caddy, Truck
Them Cutt Boys gone bust, you better duck, cause we don't give a f**k
I'm real with it, XL bring the Deadly Soundz beat
And Watch a nigga like C bring the heat

[chorus] fade until end

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