lirik lagu the screwed up click - crank it up
(-talking-)
yeah, yeah, yeah, s.u.c
put your hands up, put your hands up
put your hands up, put your hands up
[chorus – 4x]
we bout to crank it up, y’all ain’t crunk enough
throw yo sets up, crank this b-tch up
[h.a.w.k.]
gangs throw your sets up, gamblers place your bets up
hoes pull your dress up, hustlers get big bucks
pimps don’t handcuff, cause we drive big trucks
big rims b-tter guts, she wanna roll with us
ladies throw your hands up, ballers throw a grand up
if you feel me stand up, thugs cap the man up
who got the good stuff, gon’ head and fire it up
one puff two puff, let’s get f-cked up
[mr. 3-2]
get wired up fired up, tear the whole house down
let me know where you at, gon’ head scream it now
give it up where ya at, throw it up in the sky
represent it if you real, till the day that you die
screwed up forever, we ain’t going nowhere
mr. 3-2, b-tch i don’t fight fair
oh yeah it’s going down, screwed up underground
chop the record two times, bout to slow the world up
[lil’ keke]
h.a.w.k. told me crank it up, blueberry stank it up
now we come in two’s, my corner’s bout to blank it up
southside young don, money weighing two tons
k!llers toting big guns, hater n-ggas on the run
everybody hands up, gangsta n-ggas stand up
s.u.c. has crushed every cl!ck, that has ran up
big rims big trucks, y’all n-ggas f-cked up
7-1-3, every hood get your sets up
[chorus – 4x]
[chris ward]
get crunk in this b-tch, if you drunk in this b-tch
fire y’all skunk in this b-tch, or some funk in this b-tch
don’t f-ck around, and get jumped in this b-tch
oh yeah we deep s.u.c., we leave you stomped in this b-tch
it’s c. ward the spokesman, from yellowstone to c0ke-land
when the 4-4’s ran, man i don’t do no plans
if you got a tainted cup, f-ck sipping drank it up
for screw light your lighters high in the sky, and crank it up
[clay-doe]
i got a focused regiment, that focus on presidents
when it’s time to represent, you know ‘doches gon’ represent
my residence, salute three’s to acknowledge me
fire up that chronic leaf, drank face follow me
kind of and sorta leave, hoes no apologies
f-ck the authorities, o.g.’s got seniority
and we instruct ya, to get it crunked up
we bout to rumble, see you monsters in this jungle
[will-lean]
will-lean the chemist, bout to crank this b-tch up
h-a-dub in the lot, gon’ crank the six up
let’s roll cloverland, n-gga throw up your set
and if you still on the block, n-gga throw up your tech
before i show you the ‘vette, i’ma show you the lac
with chinese ak’s, and folding like stacks
my 18’s like guillotines, that will throw out your back
hit the ship channel n-gga, and throw out the gat what
[chorus – 4x]
crank this b-tch up, crank this b-tch up…
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu siddy - celebration
- lirik lagu prais - white logan
- lirik lagu imperial teen - balloon (remix)
- lirik lagu d prime - where's the love?
- lirik lagu skinny al & dna - gefangen
- lirik lagu consensus - made me do
- lirik lagu useless youth - expectations
- lirik lagu farin urlaub - gobi todič
- lirik lagu aquila - cyberjoint
- lirik lagu matthias reim - problem