Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crunk Muzik, artist - Jim Jones. Date of issue: 12.01.2022
Song language: English
Crunk Muzik |
| YEAH! |
| AY! |
| Dip-Set bitch! |
| Come on… |
| Black-out, lets do it… |
| Dip, dip-set! |
| Dip, dip, dip, dip-s |
| Dip, dip, dip, dip-s |
| Dip, dip, dip, dip |
| Now this here is that bomb diggy (diggy) |
| Diggy dang, the dons with me |
| Killa, he’ll a nigga you thinkin' bout harming me |
| Capo’s corrupted (yop), he’s wrong vato to fuck wit (yop) |
| Labeled and known as a young Pac to the public |
| And me, Human Crack in the flesh (flesh) |
| I’m the last of the best (best) |
| One word to describe me (what!), spectacular, YES! |
| So stay calm shorty, when you see that palmed .40 (.40?) |
| I’ll pop it slow, you’ll rock and roll, like Bon Jovi |
| So don’t fool with the click (AY!) |
| Don’t fool with the Dips (AY!) |
| You will die, you will lie in a pool full of shit (AY!) |
| When that gun with the clip in (what) |
| Start dumpin' and rippin' (yop) |
| At ya’ll head, ya’ll some dead summamabitches (AY!) |
| You give a chick hard dick and bubblegum (AY!) |
| I give a chick a hard brick and bubble-yum (AY!) |
| Like here, take that, shake that, break that (ay!) |
| In half and please bring my cake back |
| (You kow what the movements like) |
| (You know how movin', right) |
| (Move, cause we in the mood to fight) |
| This is that bang, bang, bang |
| To my hooligan, gang |
| While you movin' them thangs |
| And ya toolies go bang (silence) |
| Call me Richochet Rabbit |
| Cause I click and spray matics |
| And my niggas straight savage (Gonnies!) |
| Penelope pump let off six whole rounds (boom!) |
| 'Fore (boom!) one (boom!) shell (boom!) hit (boom!) the (boom!) ground |
| In the hood he known as a Capo |
| To the goons and the heights its all tato (TATO!) |
| Ok I know me some vato |
| Live the life movin' on patos (demelo) |
| Ok muchacho, they told me that you got it paco (meda) |
| I know one movin' someone usually know gone pop you (te matan) |
| This that 9 double 1, with a 9 double m |
| If its crime lets have fun, lets have fun, lets have fun |
| This that o trizzy 1, triple o, whoa, whoa |
| If you scared get ya gun (get ya gun, get ya gun) |
| This that uptop crunk |
| When the truck stop, dump |
| This where the bucks stop chump (dump, dump, dump) |
| (You know what the movemets like) |
| (You know how me movin', right) |
| (Move, cause we in the mood to fight) |
| That rooti, tooti, fruity, Louie, what I usually do (what's this?) |
| This that jump, stop, breathe, whoody-who |
| Gats in the truck |
| Platt, platt, pass to a duck |
| I’m the menace, owe me money, tat, tat, tat, what the fuck (You owe me |
| money muthafucka!?) |
| Ya’ll reppin' that 5 still |
| I’m reppin' that 5 mill |
| Neverland, Thriller, Killa Cam, Jackson 5 bill (so what!) |
| Lets style a bit, Italian shit, 5 thou on fish |
| Show you how to get that powder shit |
| Filed the fifth, get out of it |
| I’m proud of it, its yo' turn, Jim so burned |
| Live bitch, why kiss, on my wrist a glowworm ($ 50,000) |
| And I keep heat, cause in these streets (what you hear?) |
| Just hear woop, woop, whant, whant, beep, beep (that's the cops) |
| And you rumble, never, me, hit a humble diva (a few of 'em) |
| And I stay with the white, I got Jungle Fever (nose candy) |
| So tell Lucccaay (what) |
| That her boobi’s, loco, cookie monster, who he (who am I?) |
| I’m the 1 the rep the set |
| Left to left, death to death |
| You be yellow-taped, outlined, etch-a-sketched… |
| Killa |
| (You kow what the movements like) |
| (You know how movin', right) |
| (Move, cause we in the mood to fight) |