Crunk AF
The Ezrahite and Charles Vega
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First step on the stage, I give five arenas a light fever My haters put more ass out like they was a fine teacher OJ style, but I wear a fucking wife beater Me and the god keep it hot like a Bonnie and Clyde feature I ain't even in my prime either, whatever your fucking side is I can assure you that my side's greener I'm a beaner, when I plant my seed I rose (arroz) Onto taking off her clothes, see the goods then it's time to eat up Keep it gentle, going down on a bitch Then know how long I'll be around in this shit Killa I done made a sound, it's a hit So if you're crowning a head, I'll be a little late this bitch forever bouncing her shit I say it's onto the next one, onto the next one I never had a problem ever picking up the bread crumbs Prepared to get down and dirty, you know I stay on my grind So I try to take what's mine, I went and found it early All up in the club, getting crunk as f*ck I got a- I got a bitch and she's drunk as f*ck So you better quit playing, get a dame when I spit game Say my name in vain I hit you with the big flame Jewelry care, I give insulin to my thick chain I'm a beast on the block like my name's Dikembe They bend when I pull up with Benz I wake up, smoke a pack then I do it again That's right Oh my god, for f*ck's sake Try to stop a bullet, have you tripping with the pump fake Bitches always feel it, finish working all in one take First I f*ck it up and then I eat it like a cupcake Smoke until my lungs ache If you on a track, might as well hit you with the one train Road kill, fucking murder weapon is a Mustang I only know one language When I smoke a tree completely, just know I can only speak in club bangers The boss got the drums bumping, the club jumping No one want the guns busting, see the cribs and get to bum rushing Got a little something something, let the doobie save us I been rolling designer leaf in some Gucci papers If you push me to edge, get to cliff hanging I like to stay under the bush like I'm Dick Cheney Check the flow pattern, known to make your bones shatter So if you get crazy, E is who to go after All up in the club, getting crunk as f*ck I got a- I got a bitch and she's drunk as f*ck So you better quit playing, get a dame when I spit game Say my name in vain I hit you with the big flame Jewelry care, I give insulin to my thick chain I'm a beast on the block like my name's Dikembe They bend when I pull up with Benz I wake up, smoke a pack then I do it again That's right
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