Gette'm Crunk Lyrics
| Song | Gette'm Crunk |
| Artist | Three 6 Mafia |
| Album | Da End |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Ah yeah, y'all know what time it is | |
| Tear the club up boys back up in this motherfucker | |
| Y'all know what time it is, we gettin' it crunk for the motherfuckin' '97' | |
| Biiootch | |
| Y'all can't handle this motherfuckin' shit | |
| It's on for the '97 motherfucker | |
| Nine nickel in two pennies | |
| Ain't no toms was a nigga words clearly biiootch | |
| We finna do this motherfuckin' shit like thiis... | |
| [koopsta knicca] | |
| I ain't rollin' oxy fours, come and go i'm lookin' for | |
| Bustin' through the cut with the skeemask on you funky hoes | |
| Wood grain chevy thangs, hearin' (...?...) boomerangs | |
| Burbon with that (..?..) mane, with the gear mane, i ain't playin' | |
| I'm insane gone get you with that killin' | |
| Murder, death, kill now i'm flexin' in your lexus | |
| Stretch me if you wanna, gonna, follow around the corner | |
| Then i holler at your women, turn the fire (.....?.....) | |
| Foolish ass punk, makin' noise in my trunk | |
| Tryin' to get his ass hurt, in the them curbs and them speed bumps | |
| Thump, thump, thump, finna get him can you feel me | |
| Three for my pump, in the destine in the meanin' | |
| Itchin' for a killin' nigga for i kill a man | |
| Didn't want to hit'em, but that bitch kept playin' with mine | |
| As i tried to stop'em, but he kept on runnin' low | |
| Killin' his ass before he got to the door | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| [lord infamous] | |
| Nigga's up in the (..?..) wait till lord infamous kick in the door | |
| So just ever your way wipe the crest of your feet on the floor | |
| So get ultra and buck in this hoe | |
| Bitches get (...?...)cause it's going down right about now | |
| Tearin' and riot (?) cause we comin' straight from the rowdy ass south | |
| Crank up this bitch, shake like a natural disaster, earthquake to blow up the | |
| Scale | |
| Name was the triple 6, end of the world we can enter this bitch (...?...) | |
| Next time we gonna fuck up the club, we gonna rip it up so riots break out | |
| So people (...?...) like the war started and ended now | |
| [juicy j] | |
| I'm takin' care of my motherfuckin' business, i ain't goin' bitch | |
| Nigga's claimin' killa all the time but ain't did shit | |
| Flodgin' round town, talkin' about what you gonna do | |
| Knowin' if you step up to this pimpin' it's a murder fool | |
| Never try to dodge a nigga cause i let my nuts hangs, strapped | |
| With the smith and wesson if i have to bring the pain, bring the pain | |
| Bring the game, nigga we gone get it on | |
| Smokin' motherfuckers in the night until the early morn' | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| [gangsta boo] | |
| Now it's time to get buck wild, nigga's on that chris style | |
| While my nigga paul and rowdy chris head to funkytown | |
| Baby come and get it crunk | |
| What's up, what you scared or somethin' | |
| Loddy, doddy party fuckin' hardy till you fuck up somethin' | |
| Fuck the fuckin police bitch, you can't fade the triple six | |
| Once they see how crunk we get it they gone want to join this shit | |
| We gone get it crunk, nigga keep it crunk, stayin real | |
| Always smokin' scopin' motherfuckers tryin' to keep a meal, big baby | |
| [dj paul] | |
| Time to tear the club up thugs, back up in this hoe | |
| Nigga thought we was washed up but we got plenty more | |
| Aimin' at your ass, once again for the nine nickel and a couple of pennies | |
| My words clearly, tom's in so you can hear me | |
| You know the loco break the law but that was '95 | |
| Mystic styles worldwide hoes realize | |
| Chris got the mossberg but they ain't dead yet | |
| The three 6 gonna be alive till we get it crunk |
| Ah yeah, y' all know what time it is | |
| Tear the club up boys back up in this motherfucker | |
| Y' all know what time it is, we gettin' it crunk for the motherfuckin' ' 97' | |
| Biiootch | |
| Y' all can' t handle this motherfuckin' shit | |
| It' s on for the ' 97 motherfucker | |
| Nine nickel in two pennies | |
| Ain' t no toms was a nigga words clearly biiootch | |
| We finna do this motherfuckin' shit like thiis... | |
| koopsta knicca | |
| I ain' t rollin' oxy fours, come and go i' m lookin' for | |
| Bustin' through the cut with the skeemask on you funky hoes | |
| Wood grain chevy thangs, hearin' ...?... boomerangs | |
| Burbon with that ..?.. mane, with the gear mane, i ain' t playin' | |
| I' m insane gone get you with that killin' | |
| Murder, death, kill now i' m flexin' in your lexus | |
| Stretch me if you wanna, gonna, follow around the corner | |
| Then i holler at your women, turn the fire .....?..... | |
| Foolish ass punk, makin' noise in my trunk | |
| Tryin' to get his ass hurt, in the them curbs and them speed bumps | |
| Thump, thump, thump, finna get him can you feel me | |
| Three for my pump, in the destine in the meanin' | |
| Itchin' for a killin' nigga for i kill a man | |
| Didn' t want to hit' em, but that bitch kept playin' with mine | |
| As i tried to stop' em, but he kept on runnin' low | |
| Killin' his ass before he got to the door | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| lord infamous | |
| Nigga' s up in the ..?.. wait till lord infamous kick in the door | |
| So just ever your way wipe the crest of your feet on the floor | |
| So get ultra and buck in this hoe | |
| Bitches get ...?... cause it' s going down right about now | |
| Tearin' and riot ? cause we comin' straight from the rowdy ass south | |
| Crank up this bitch, shake like a natural disaster, earthquake to blow up the | |
| Scale | |
| Name was the triple 6, end of the world we can enter this bitch ...?... | |
| Next time we gonna fuck up the club, we gonna rip it up so riots break out | |
| So people ...?... like the war started and ended now | |
| juicy j | |
| I' m takin' care of my motherfuckin' business, i ain' t goin' bitch | |
| Nigga' s claimin' killa all the time but ain' t did shit | |
| Flodgin' round town, talkin' about what you gonna do | |
| Knowin' if you step up to this pimpin' it' s a murder fool | |
| Never try to dodge a nigga cause i let my nuts hangs, strapped | |
| With the smith and wesson if i have to bring the pain, bring the pain | |
| Bring the game, nigga we gone get it on | |
| Smokin' motherfuckers in the night until the early morn' | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| gangsta boo | |
| Now it' s time to get buck wild, nigga' s on that chris style | |
| While my nigga paul and rowdy chris head to funkytown | |
| Baby come and get it crunk | |
| What' s up, what you scared or somethin' | |
| Loddy, doddy party fuckin' hardy till you fuck up somethin' | |
| Fuck the fuckin police bitch, you can' t fade the triple six | |
| Once they see how crunk we get it they gone want to join this shit | |
| We gone get it crunk, nigga keep it crunk, stayin real | |
| Always smokin' scopin' motherfuckers tryin' to keep a meal, big baby | |
| dj paul | |
| Time to tear the club up thugs, back up in this hoe | |
| Nigga thought we was washed up but we got plenty more | |
| Aimin' at your ass, once again for the nine nickel and a couple of pennies | |
| My words clearly, tom' s in so you can hear me | |
| You know the loco break the law but that was ' 95 | |
| Mystic styles worldwide hoes realize | |
| Chris got the mossberg but they ain' t dead yet | |
| The three 6 gonna be alive till we get it crunk |
| Ah yeah, y' all know what time it is | |
| Tear the club up boys back up in this motherfucker | |
| Y' all know what time it is, we gettin' it crunk for the motherfuckin' ' 97' | |
| Biiootch | |
| Y' all can' t handle this motherfuckin' shit | |
| It' s on for the ' 97 motherfucker | |
| Nine nickel in two pennies | |
| Ain' t no toms was a nigga words clearly biiootch | |
| We finna do this motherfuckin' shit like thiis... | |
| koopsta knicca | |
| I ain' t rollin' oxy fours, come and go i' m lookin' for | |
| Bustin' through the cut with the skeemask on you funky hoes | |
| Wood grain chevy thangs, hearin' ...?... boomerangs | |
| Burbon with that ..?.. mane, with the gear mane, i ain' t playin' | |
| I' m insane gone get you with that killin' | |
| Murder, death, kill now i' m flexin' in your lexus | |
| Stretch me if you wanna, gonna, follow around the corner | |
| Then i holler at your women, turn the fire .....?..... | |
| Foolish ass punk, makin' noise in my trunk | |
| Tryin' to get his ass hurt, in the them curbs and them speed bumps | |
| Thump, thump, thump, finna get him can you feel me | |
| Three for my pump, in the destine in the meanin' | |
| Itchin' for a killin' nigga for i kill a man | |
| Didn' t want to hit' em, but that bitch kept playin' with mine | |
| As i tried to stop' em, but he kept on runnin' low | |
| Killin' his ass before he got to the door | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| lord infamous | |
| Nigga' s up in the ..?.. wait till lord infamous kick in the door | |
| So just ever your way wipe the crest of your feet on the floor | |
| So get ultra and buck in this hoe | |
| Bitches get ...?... cause it' s going down right about now | |
| Tearin' and riot ? cause we comin' straight from the rowdy ass south | |
| Crank up this bitch, shake like a natural disaster, earthquake to blow up the | |
| Scale | |
| Name was the triple 6, end of the world we can enter this bitch ...?... | |
| Next time we gonna fuck up the club, we gonna rip it up so riots break out | |
| So people ...?... like the war started and ended now | |
| juicy j | |
| I' m takin' care of my motherfuckin' business, i ain' t goin' bitch | |
| Nigga' s claimin' killa all the time but ain' t did shit | |
| Flodgin' round town, talkin' about what you gonna do | |
| Knowin' if you step up to this pimpin' it' s a murder fool | |
| Never try to dodge a nigga cause i let my nuts hangs, strapped | |
| With the smith and wesson if i have to bring the pain, bring the pain | |
| Bring the game, nigga we gone get it on | |
| Smokin' motherfuckers in the night until the early morn' | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| gangsta boo | |
| Now it' s time to get buck wild, nigga' s on that chris style | |
| While my nigga paul and rowdy chris head to funkytown | |
| Baby come and get it crunk | |
| What' s up, what you scared or somethin' | |
| Loddy, doddy party fuckin' hardy till you fuck up somethin' | |
| Fuck the fuckin police bitch, you can' t fade the triple six | |
| Once they see how crunk we get it they gone want to join this shit | |
| We gone get it crunk, nigga keep it crunk, stayin real | |
| Always smokin' scopin' motherfuckers tryin' to keep a meal, big baby | |
| dj paul | |
| Time to tear the club up thugs, back up in this hoe | |
| Nigga thought we was washed up but we got plenty more | |
| Aimin' at your ass, once again for the nine nickel and a couple of pennies | |
| My words clearly, tom' s in so you can hear me | |
| You know the loco break the law but that was ' 95 | |
| Mystic styles worldwide hoes realize | |
| Chris got the mossberg but they ain' t dead yet | |
| The three 6 gonna be alive till we get it crunk |
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