Album Name

Crunk Ain't Dead (Remix)

Artist

Duke Deuce, Lil Jon, Juicy J

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.02.05

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Crunk Ain't Dead (Remix... - Duke Deuce, Lil Jon, Juicy J
Deuce Duke
Project Pat
Juicy J let me tell you man
Lil Jon
We too crunk ho
we got you niggas scared yo
Yeah
We too crunk ho
we got you niggas scared yo
Yeah
We too crunk ho
we got you niggas scared yo
Yeah
We too crunk ho
we got you niggas scared yo
Let's go
'Bout to kick the door
they been sleepin' on big foe
Nigga popped out for some Anna
so I robbed him for his camera
I'm a gangster motherfucker
and I'm standin' on that shit
We just stepped in
with them tools
let's go hammer in this bitch
Yeah trappin' from bag to bag
we can go mag for mag
These niggas false they flag
how you goin' rag to rag
Book bag got the big pump
Like high school
you can get jumped
Can't play me
like a weak punk ayy
Bend it over
let me see somethin' ayy
Bitch I'm a monster
Dumpin' niggas like a Tonka
GD crazy like my uncle
This not a Honda
Hellcat loud like some thunder
Fuck 12 fuck you honor Ugh
All these lil' rappers think
they tough
I swear to God
I don't give two fucks
Our nuts hangin' we gang bangin'
We bet who first to fuck some' up
What the fuck
Crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead ho
Break the law
Crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead
Break the law
crunk ain't dead bitch
Break the law
Crunk ain't dead crunk ain't dead
Break the law
crunk ain't dead ho
Break the law
Crunk ain't dead crunk ain't dead
Break the law
crunk ain't dead ho
Tennessee get a key
GA they don't play
Out in Texas shit get reckless
To California place your order
To the boot them niggas shoot
Florida free Yak ho
Arkansas
Shout out to Freddie
The Carolinas
My nigga Vegas
Mississippi keep it pimpin'
Alabama bangin' hammers
Illinois Larry Hoover
Kentucky they'll do you
To Washington
To Missouri
Juicy J don't fuck with niggas
got my section full of women
I'm gon' have to watch my step
I got all they pussies drippin'
Niggas dissin' on the low
you know I can't let it go
We got choppers like balloons
it's a party let it blow
I treat my lungs with gas Yeah
'Rari got paper tags Ho
I've been on top
for twenty-some summers
no wonder
why niggas is mad They mad
Big face don't tick-tock
Tick-tock
All this ice
but I'm makin' shit hot Shit hot
2K in a ziplock Ziplock
Blue money make a Crip walk Okay
I'm an OG
young niggas ball for free
who they gon' come for me
Crunk ain't dead ho
You call it beef
it's just a crumb to me
I get it done in my sleep
Crunk ain't dead ho
They pretendin' to be gangster
but we know they scared as fuck
Crunk ain't dead ho
Let us in there with them pistols
we gon' tear the club up
Crunk ain't dead ho
Crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead ho Yeah
Crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead bitch
Shut the fuck up
Crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead ho
Shit ain't dead
Crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead ho
These niggas just scared
Crunk ain't dead crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead ho
We shoot 'em dead
Crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead bitch
Crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead ho
Crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead bitch
Jewelry 'tillery nah
you ain't cool with me
You niggas snitches and rats
you ain't foolin' me
I want the mula-ry
fuck all the foolery
Havin' these bands
and these bitches ain't new to me
Squeeze on this Drac'
it smoke you like hookah-ry
My drip the shit
the runs the dook-ary
Guaranteed shine in the dark
so you can see
Barrel your man revolver cocked
You can be quiet lil' dude
Your pockets look like
on a diet lil' dude
Your bitch ate my dick
at the Hyatt lil' dude
Now you wanna feud about the way
that I got my rocks off
We in the club
and this shit 'bout to pop off
Three of my niggas strapped
safety is on off
Fool didn't know
'bout to get his shit blown off
This shit ain't sweet
this shit ain't candy
Memphis niggas savage
with no Randy
We use violence AK's handy
Money piled up
they can't stand me
Sippin' on brown
this ain't brandy
Beat a bitch down understand me
City full of gas hustle dandy
Jack with no mask rob your mammy
Swipin' credit cards we so scammy
Crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead
crunk ain't dead ho