Представляем точный текст композиции "Crunk Muzik" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jim Jones . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Crunk Muzik» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jim Jones передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jim Jones - "Crunk Muzik"
Lyrics to Crunk Muzik : (feat. CamRon & Juelz Santana) [Intro: Juelz Santana] YEAH! AY! Dip-Set bitch! Come on... Black-out, lets do it... Dip, dip-set! Dip, dip, dip, dip-s Dip, dip, dip, dip-s Dip, dip, dip, dip [Verse 1: Juelz Santana] Now this here is that bomb diggy (diggy) Diggy dang, the dons with me Killa, hell a nigga you thinkin bout harming me Capos corrupted (yop), hes wrong vato to fuck wit (yop) Labeled and known as a young Pac to the public And me, Human Crack in the flesh (flesh) Im the last of the best (best) One word to describe me (what!), spectacular, YES! So stay calm shorty, when you see that palmed .40 (.40') Ill pop it slow, youll rock and roll, like Bon Jovi So dont fool with the click (AY!) Dont fool with the Dips (AY!) You will die, you will lie in a pool full of shit (AY!) When that gun with the clip in (what) Start dumpin and rippin (yop) At yall head, yall some dead summamabitches (AY!) You give a chick hard dick and bubblegum (AY!) I give a chick a hard brick and bubble-yum (AY!) Like here, take that, shake that, break that (ay!) In half and please bring my cake back [Chorus: 1. Juelz Santana 2. Jim Jones] (repeat 2x) 1. You kow what the movements like 1. You know how movin, right 1. Move, cause we in the mood to fight 2. This is that get crunk move bitch 2. Get drunk stupid 2. High like space, .45 on waist [Verse 2: Jim Jones] This is that bang, bang, bang To my hooligan, gang While you movin them thangs And ya toolies go bang (silence) Call me Richochet Rabbit Cause I click and spray matics And my niggas straight savage (Gonnies!) Penelope pump let off six whole rounds (boom!) Fore (boom!) one (boom!) shell (boom!) hit (boom!) the (boom!) ground In the hood he known as a Capo To the goons and the heights its all tato (TATO!) Ok I know me some vato Live the life movin on patos (demelo) Ok muchacho, they told me that you got it paco (meda) I know one movin someone usually know gone pop you (te matan) This that 9 double 1, with a 9 double m If its crime lets have fun, lets have fun, lets have fun This that o trizzy 1, triple o, whoa, whoa If you scared get ya gun (get ya gun, get ya gun) This that uptop crunk When the truck stop, dump This where the bucks stop chump (dump, dump, dump) [Chorus: 1. Juelz Santana 2. Jim Jones] 1. You know what the movemets like 1. You know how me movin, right 1. Move, cause we in the mood to fight 2. This is that get crunk move bitch 2. Get drunk stupid (Killa) 2. High like (Dip-Set) space, .45 on waist [Verse 3: Camron] That rooti, tooti, fruity, Louie, what I usually do (whats this') This that jump, stop, breathe, whoody-who Gats in the truck Platt, platt, pass to a duck Im the menace, owe me money, tat, tat, tat, what the fuck (You owe me money muthafucka!') Yall reppin that 5 still Im reppin that 5 mill Neverland, Thriller, Killa Cam, Jackson 5 bill (so what!) Lets style a bit, Italian shit, 5 thou on fish Show you how to get that powder shit Filed the fifth, get out of it Im proud of it, its yo turn, Jim so burned Live bitch, why kiss, on my wrist a glowworm ($50,000) And I keep heat, cause in these streets (what you hear') Just hear woop, woop, whant, whant, beep, beep (thats the cops) And you rumble, never, me, hit a humble diva (a few of em) And I stay with the white, I got Jungle Fever (nose candy) So tell Lucccaay (what) That her boobis, loco, cookie monster, who he (who am I') Im the 1 the rep the set Left to left, death to death You be yellow-taped, outlined, etch-a-sketched... Killa [Chorus: 1. Juelz Santana 2. Jim Jones] (repeat 2x) 1. You know what the movements like 1. You know how we movin, right 1. Move, cause we in the mood to fight 2. This is that get crunk move bitch 2. Get drunk stupid 2. High like space, .45 on waist [ Crunk Muzik Lyrics ]
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