Get Crunk
Crooked Lettaz Lyrics


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(Pimp see-talking)
Hold up, Sweet Jones, 64 dollar cologne bitch
Smellin good, leather and wood, feelin on somethin
Know what I'm talkin 'bout, check it out

(Pimp C)
Sweet Jones, in a foreign car, shinin like a muthafuckin superstar
I'm sippin the bar, grippin the grain
I got 17 karats in my piece a chain
I been a young pimp nigga since I was a kid
Mama would be 'shamed of all the things I did
Like cookin the stones and bustin caps out the 'rome
I keep a chip in my phone and put key domes in ya home
I'm the trillest of the trill, you the fakest of the fake
Pussy-ass niggas in the club tryna playa hate
While I'm standin here draped in diamonds
I ride with made niggas, some choppin on blade niggas
Survive enemies, Mississippi get paid niggas
They lay ya lup in ya lap, and let the pistol dome clap
And it ain't all about this rap shit bitch nigga
Handle the business with the muthafuckin chrome trigga

(Chorus-Pimp C)
Now if you heard what I said then get crunk, get crunk
Now if you heard what I said then get crunk, get crunk
Now get buck, now get buck
And pop ya pussy if you don't give a fuck
Now if you heard what I said then get crunk, get crunk
Now if you heard what I said then get crunk, get crunk
Now get buck, now get buck
And pop ya pussy if you don't give a fuck

(Crump)
Sweet done analyzed the game, now he taught me the shit
I get some golds in my mouth, platinum game I spit
Pimp done told me 'Vel, these niggas ain't nothin but hoes'
'You make most of ya cheese off production and shows'
See it's all good, lift up ya seat, don't piss on the wood
If these niggas feelin froggy, let 'em come to the hood
It's all gravy daddy, get crunk, get crunk
Talk shit bitch, and get stomped, get stomped
Big Crump in Baton Rouge and ?? in P.A.
I hit moms with 10 grand, now I got money to make
I watch it bubble and shake, choppin lyrical cakes
Niner-Ross on my side, for these busters and fakes

(Chorus)
(Kamikaze)
Don't ever talk to police, don't let 'em know just where you sleep
And watch them killas 'cause they creep
And won't believe that thugs get deep
If I said it then I did it, if I speaks it then I live it
And early Christmas we gon' gets it,
'cause me and see we 'bout to spit it
???? partner, but I'm not, tryna cypher what I got
To get this shit, it keeps it hot
Then sell it back to make this knot
You sons a bitches ain't gon' last, tryna pocket all that hash
Can't even launder all your cash, 'cause you gon' swander on some ass
I'm like pimps say, it's hatin goin on in P.A.
But shit them same hatin niggas is on them streets where I stay
We go from Jackson back Texas, want some action come and check us
Got that love then come and bless us,
Think we soft then come and test us
Just us trill southern niggas, you brought you that bouncin jump
So on your left is Mr. Franklin, on your right is Mr. Crump
Dump them niggas in the trunk, UGK smokin on skunk
Crooked Lettaz ain't no punk, we hit yo city, get it crunk
And ain't not pimp without no hoe, ain't no show without my dough
You try to floss but know you poor, 'cause you's a rapper with no flow
So I'm a tell you out the door, ladies don't look if you's a crow
Nigga's don't speak if you's a hoe,
You got the sweet, nigga let's blow and get crunk





(Chorus) 2x

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Crooked Lettaz’s song “Get Crunk” are all about living the high life and flaunting wealth against haters. The first verse is by Pimp C, boasting about his luxury car and extravagant diamond accessories while sipping at a bar. He talks about his criminal past, including cooking drugs and carrying guns. He presents himself as “the trillest of the trill,” bragging about his connections with “made niggas” and threatening their enemies with his “chrome trigga.” The chorus encourages people to “get crunk” and “pop ya pussy” if they don’t care about anything else.


The second verse by Crump reflects on what he has learned from Pimp C about the music industry. He emphasizes the importance of production and shows in making money and advises others to “lift up ya seat” and ignore those who try to mess with them. He also describes his own success in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, and how he has invested his wealth to make more money. The final verse by Kamikaze talks about his deep-rooted distrust in the police and how he avoids them. He encourages others to take proactive measures to protect themselves from harm. He calls out those who try to act like they are better than him and insists that he and his crew are not “no punk.”


Overall, the song is about celebrating one’s own achievements and disregarding anyone who tries to bring them down. It encourages listeners to be bold, confident, and unapologetic about their success.


Line by Line Meaning

(Pimp see-talking) Hold up, Sweet Jones, 64 dollar cologne bitch
Pimp is addressing Sweet Jones, telling him he smells great with his expensive cologne.


Smellin good, leather and wood, feelin on somethin
Pimp is describing Sweet Jones as having a luxurious and confident demeanor.


Know what I'm talkin 'bout, check it out
Pimp is asking Sweet Jones to pay attention and listen to what he's about to say.


(Pimp C) Sweet Jones, in a foreign car, shinin like a muthafuckin superstar
Pimp C is referring to himself as Sweet Jones and describing himself as looking like a superstar in a fancy car.


I'm sippin the bar, grippin the grain
Pimp C is drinking at a bar and holding onto his car's steering wheel.


I got 17 karats in my piece a chain
Pimp C is bragging about his jewelry, specifically a 17-karat chain.


I been a young pimp nigga since I was a kid
Pimp C has been interested in being a pimp since he was young.


Mama would be 'shamed of all the things I did
Pimp C's mother would not be proud of the illegal activities he has engaged in.


Like cookin the stones and bustin caps out the 'rome
Pimp C has dealt drugs and fired guns out of his car window.


I keep a chip in my phone and put key domes in ya home
Pimp C monitors phone conversations and is willing to break into someone's house.


I'm the trillest of the trill, you the fakest of the fake
Pimp C is the most authentic person and others are not as genuine.


Pussy-ass niggas in the club tryna playa hate
Pimp C is calling out haters in the club who are trying to bring him down.


While I'm standin here draped in diamonds
Pimp C is adorned with expensive jewelry.


I ride with made niggas, some choppin on blade niggas
Pimp C's associates are skilled with weapons.


Survive enemies, Mississippi get paid niggas
Pimp C and his associates are able to successfully deal with enemies and make money in Mississippi.


They lay ya lup in ya lap, and let the pistol dome clap
Pimp C's enemies will shoot and kill him if given the opportunity.


And it ain't all about this rap shit bitch nigga
There's more to life than just rapping and Pimp C is calling out people who think otherwise.


Handle the business with the muthafuckin chrome trigga
Pimp C uses a gun to handle his business.


(Chorus-Pimp C) Now if you heard what I said then get crunk, get crunk
Pimp C is instructing people to get excited and rowdy if they understand what he's saying.


Now get buck, now get buck
Pimp C is telling people to get aggressive.


And pop ya pussy if you don't give a fuck
Pimp C suggests dancing provocatively if you don't care what others think.


(Crump) Sweet done analyzed the game, now he taught me the shit
Crump learned from Pimp C's experiences and has analyzed the industry.


I get some golds in my mouth, platinum game I spit
Crump is showing off his gold teeth and how he raps like a platinum artist.


Pimp done told me 'Vel, these niggas ain't nothin but hoes'
Pimp C warned Crump that many people in the game are untrustworthy and unfaithful.


'You make most of ya cheese off production and shows'
Pimp C advised Crump to focus on producing music and performing to make money.


See it's all good, lift up ya seat, don't piss on the wood
Everything is fine, but don't pee on the car seat.


If these niggas feelin froggy, let 'em come to the hood
If people want to start trouble, they can come to the neighborhood.


It's all gravy daddy, get crunk, get crunk
Everything is great, so get excited.


Talk shit bitch, and get stomped, get stomped
If someone talks negatively, they will be physically attacked.


Big Crump in Baton Rouge and ?? in P.A.
Crump is in Baton Rouge and someone else is in Pennsylvania.


I hit moms with 10 grand, now I got money to make
Crump gave his mother $10,000 and now has the funds to make more money.


I watch it bubble and shake, choppin lyrical cakes
Crump is watching his money increase while also producing music.


Niner-Ross on my side, for these busters and fakes
Crump has a trusty weapon by his side to use against those who might try to deceive him.


(Chorus)
Same meaning as the earlier chorus.


(Kamikaze) Don't ever talk to police, don't let 'em know just where you sleep
Kamikaze advises that one should never speak to police and keep their whereabouts private.


And watch them killas 'cause they creep
Be wary of dangerous people who can harm you when you least expect it.


And won't believe that thugs get deep
People underestimate how violent and brutal thugs can be.


If I said it then I did it, if I speaks it then I live it
Kamikaze only talks about what he's actually done and experienced.


And early Christmas we gon' gets it, 'cause me and see we 'bout to spit it
Kamikaze and Pimp C are going to make money, which will feel like an early Christmas for them.


???? partner, but I'm not, tryna cypher what I got
Kamikaze is not a partner of his enemies, but he is trying to figure out their intentions.


To get this shit, it keeps it hot, then sell it back to make this knot
Kamikaze acquires drugs to sell for a profit.


You sons a bitches ain't gon' last, tryna pocket all that hash
People who try to pocket all the drugs without sharing will not last because they will be caught or harmed.


Can't even launder all your cash, 'cause you gon' swander on some ass
It's difficult to hide all the money made from dealing drugs and people will spend it on unnecessary things.


I'm like pimps say, it's hatin goin on in P.A.
Kamikaze agrees with Pimp C's statement that there's hate present in Pennsylvania.


But shit them same hatin niggas is on them streets where I stay
The people who hate are still around where Kamikaze lives.


We go from Jackson back Texas, want some action come and check us
Kamikaze and his associates move between Jackson, Mississippi and Texas and welcome anyone who wants to start trouble to come to them.


Got that love then come and bless us, think we soft then come and test us
They will kindly accept help or love, but anyone who thinks they're weak can try to challenge them.


Just us trill southern niggas, you brought you that bouncin jump
Kamikaze and his associates are authentic southern people who make music that people enjoy dancing to.


So on your left is Mr. Franklin, on your right is Mr. Crump
Kamikaze is referring to money and wealth in this line, which is personified as Mr. Franklin (a reference to the $100 bill) and Mr. Crump (likely a reference to his associate).


Dump them niggas in the trunk, UGK smokin on skunk
Kamikaze refers to putting dead people in the trunk and UGK (Underground Kingz) smoking marijuana.


Crooked Lettaz ain't no punk, we hit yo city, get it crunk
Crooked Lettaz is not weak and will make a city rowdy.


And ain't not pimp without no hoe, ain't no show without my dough
Pimps need a prostitute to earn money and performers need money to put on a show.


You try to floss but know you poor, 'cause you's a rapper with no flow
Someone who tries to flaunt their wealth despite having no musical talent is poor.


So I'm a tell you out the door, ladies don't look if you's a crow
Kamikaze warns that unattractive women shouldn't look at him.


Nigga's don't speak if you's a hoe, you got the sweet, nigga let's blow and get crunk
Anyone who is a prostitute should not talk to Kamikaze's group and instead they should smoke marijuana and party.


(Chorus) 2x
Same meaning as the earlier chorus.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Y, JONATHAN H SMITH, SAMMIE NORRIS

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