Crime Mob - Crunk Inc. [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Aye, Crunk Incorporated
We ain't taking nothing this year
We coming straight for you
We talking 'bout getting crunk nigga
Fuck that shit you talking nigga
When I see your ass nigga, that's how shit gon' pop off
This how shit gon' go down from here on out nigga
So we gotta tell y'all niggas what the fuck up
Cyco Black, let 'em know

[Bridge: Cyco Black]
Fuck that shit that you talkin' [x8]

[Hook: Cyco Black]
Fuck that nonsense, nigga I'm outside (what's up)
You got a problem with my clique, I'm outside (what's up)
I got my gun in my motherfucking ride (what's up)
We bussin' heads, so you bitches better hide

[Verse 1: Lil Jay]
Crunk to the motherfucking I.N.C
Mike, Gray, Black, and Killa behind me
Park in the street with crunk and A.D
So I dare that nigga to come and try me
Dare that nigga to walk my street
Watch me cock it back and let go
Coming up popular, he's a fuck nigga
I'ma let his ass know he ain't nothing but a hoe
Fuck your words, your words don't mean shit
All that talking get your ass hit
Beat your bitch with a baseball bat, a-rata-tat-tat on your ass real quick
This real shit and I don't play games
A.T.L. be my domain
Creep your cast and beat your ass so fuck that shit you talking mane'

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Verse 2: Princess]
Yeah, bitch fuck that shit that you talkin'
Go get your clique and start walkin'
My crew too thick so get off me
To fuck with you, I got Whodi
Peeping the scene so don't test me
Hoe don't try me, I stay ready
Your shit gon' be so damn heavy
I snipe your ass like I'm Wesley
Got a problem, I solve it, so hoe let's take it outside
Revolver tucked in my pocket, I'm feeling what in my ride
Bussin' heads is my specialty
One like me, you will never see
Hoe you know I'm with M.O.B
Wanna buck? It's whatever G

[Verse 3: M.I.G.]
Keep on poppin', I'ma show you just how deep we are
Y'all niggas think y'all buck? We'll have y'all seeing stars
You'll think you're touching Mars, cause we some assassins
A second blasting at whoever that be shit talking
So do not get smart bitch, cause here we running things
Ain't got no time for lames, just 'bout that money mane'
Just watch me spray some flames
Get up, release some anger
I keep sixteen in the clip, and one off in the chamber

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Outro]
A'ight [x8]