Get Crunk, Get Buck

Al Kapone

Composición de: Al Kapone
Hey! {*repeat 16X*} 

Northside ho! Southside ho! Eastside ho! Westside ho! 
{*repeat 3X*} 

Get crunk motherfucker, get buck (get buck) {*repeat 2X*} 

Northside ho! Southside ho! Eastside ho! Westside ho! 
Get crunk motherfucker, get buck (get buck) {*repeat 2X*} 

[Al Kapone] 
That's the way it is, it ain't no other nigga stoppin it 
When Kapone, grab the microphone you know I'm rockin it 
If I was, sippin on some syrup then I'd be choppin it 
I'm the one, with the combination so I'm lockin it 
If I had some Crist', or some Mo' then I'd be poppin it 
Man you know this bumpin but you hatin so you knockin it 
When I wrote this rap I hit the yo and started droppin it 
I'ma tell myself that I'm the shit and ain't no toppin this 
You might say it's arrogant, but I say it's confidence 
I'm just havin fun with it, take it and I run with it 
If you want some of this, get when I'm done with it 
All that negative energy that you give I don't want none of it 
I'ma keep it crunk with my dawgs and my shorties too 
Make way, fo' a real nigga cause I'm comin through 
What's my name? Al Kapone, Mackapeezy, 
some may call me Scarface Al 
Super crunk, super wild, this the way I move the crowd 

[Chorus: repeat 2X] 
Northside ho! Southside ho! Eastside ho! Westside ho! 
Get crunk motherfucker, get buck (get buck) {*repeat 2X*} 

[unknown guest - repeat 2X] 
Now I'm a young nigga and I got y'all buck nigga 
I'ma represent, with my dogs and keep it crunk nigga 

[Al Kapone] 
I'ma keep it rough but other niggaz they be lame with it 
Some may say they serious but to me they playin games with it 
If you gonna rep it nigga show it why you claimin it 
You may never gain unless you goin through some pain with it 
While you out here talkin that you dumbin I done came with it 
You might think you different but the truth 
you still the same with it 
Nigga this a struggle, ain't no motherfuckin shame in it 
Too many accept the way it is instead of changin it 
But I'm gon', flip it up, take the shit and rip it up 
Ain't no lie I smoke a little po' some drank and sip it up 
Haters need to give it up, cause you never break me down 
Buckin with the real nigga, represent your side of town 

[Chorus] 

[Al Kapone] 
This ain't a game, this the life that I lead, 
real nigga 'til I'm frozen 
Gift from the almighty let me know I'm chosen 
While you haters hopin, that I'm never pokin 
out, like some Spre's, steady spinnin cause I'm focused 
Crunk, from the jump, this ain't no front, check my resume 
Some of y'all was colors I was buckin since the early day 
M-Town bound, that's my city I was born and raised 
Still in the game just to keep the record straight 
North, where you at? South, where you at? 
East West represent, my nigga handle that 
I see these others out here takin but I'm givin back 
And I ain't trippin, I can't help it I'm just trill like that 
Now I'm no super thug... {*lyrics fade out*}
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