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jose gone getcha & keizah - crunk ain't dead (remix) lyrics
[intro: keizah]
aye jose, come here
come here cuz
what the f_ck, what is_
man, hfmm
[verse 1: keizah]
i switch it up it’s not bb, it’s gucci
ar singin’ like it’s yfn lucci
hood b_tch buy her [?], she boujee
you stupid as f_ck think i’m payin’ for coochie
boy this a rental, the windows be tinted
i’m slidin’ with hoes, yeah we movin’ we k!ll ’em
[?] hit ’em, his body start flippin’, got him out the way a new opp in the middle
[verse 2: josegonegetcha]
one day i was walkin’, now the opposition stalkin’
i ain’t have it so i lost it
came in and [?] it, eat my d_ck then you exhausted
if you ain’t strapped, then move with caution
how you want smoke, up the glizzy to his throat
gun powder got him coughin’
n_gga you broke, thе oppositions is a joke
hole in his head just likе dolphin
[verse 3: keizah]
they know what it is, walk down with the glizzy and shoot at yo kids
he a lil’ [?]
mac eleven genie grant his ass a wish
hollows in, so they gon’ hug and kiss
it’s a beam on this b_tch how the f_ck can i miss
before you jumped in that, well did you think about that sh_t
i kick down yo door and start gl!ckin’ this b_tch
b_tch i go through the back and come out with a [?]
start blessin’ the trap they think that i was spiritual
and this gun way too big, so how the f_ck am i fearin’ you
chop way too loud, so how the f_ck am i hearin’ you
better think before you move, i catch you on the slip
right in front of you n_gga, how the f_ck you miss
use her for lips, but she can’t get a kiss
draped in designer, cleaner than a b_tch
i got it off junkies knockin’ for a piece
[verse 4: josegonegetcha]
you speak on the church, but i’m dead the [?]
my n_ggas demons, but the glizzy be preachin’
hop out the van, leave him dead for no reason
the other nina leave him slump if he reachin’
i don’t want yo thot she was givin’ me top [?], she was freakin’ and geekin’
my n_ggas crippin’ you better not be slippin’, we in defense so keep a heat if you freezin’
we finna pull up in a fou’ door, glock pop, opp drop, yo_yo
i’m tryna f_ck yo hoe, got her bouncin’ on the d_ck, pogo
red beam on his shirt, polo
jose gon’ get you throwin’ bullets like romo
bro in the back, go mode
seen my youngin’ do a hit in a stolo
but defense on my ass i’m leavin’ the state
no tay_k, i’m winnin’ the race
whip out my d_ck, bust on her face
my n_ggas all gas they tryna hit the brakes
i told that b_tch “shut up ‘fore you get replaced”
i f_ck with the locs, but bro’nem throwin’ rakes
that boy not the plug [?]
don’t shop with the opps ’cause they gon’ say you shake
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