Get Crunk
Lil Jon and Tha Eastside Boyz Lyrics

Once again up in that south from my motherfucking mouth
I'm dropping another hot track straight from the southern hip-hop scene

And creeping up on y'all niggas like a motherfucking mouse
Sneaking up on my competition without them even noticing

Stepping on these tracks like fags and drag queens
Dominating the rap world with flair and style

And shitting on you busters like I ate some bake beans
Putting down all the weak rappers with ease

Buster me and me's clicks, always making those hits
My crew and I are known for producing chart-topping songs

We never straight jam with no busters our no tricks
We don't collaborate with weak or fake rappers

Getting in trouble from the sounds of my trunk
Causing a ruckus with the loud bass of my music

And keeping it crunk, keeping it crunk
We're keeping the energy high and the party going

Now drop them bozs' on 'em [Repeats]
Commanding everyone to dance and shake their booties

Nigga bozs' bout to turn out the show
Our music and the crowd's energy are going to make this performance epic

Crankin' up yo' dance flo' screaming GA hoe
Getting the audience excited and representing our home state of Georgia

Flipping rhymes and gripping pines with haters looking round
Showing off our lyrical skills while our detractors watch enviously

It's time lay it down putting it all up on the line
It's time to give our all and show everyone what we're made of

Ain't no love for haters, smoking doug's potatoes
We have no time for those who don't appreciate our music, we're too busy smoking weed

All these niggas what they made us from them' boz and craters
Our origins are humble, but we've made the best of what we had

While lame done dipped out, we gained the flip flop
While weak rappers have fallen out of the scene, we've only gotten stronger

Underground where we dwell, the hell with hip hop
We may be underground, but we're making our own path in the music industry

Southside just reckless, from GA to Texas
We're wild and unapologetic southerners, representing the entire southern US

And next it's gone be me flexing in a suburban or lexus
Our success is just beginning, and we're ready to show off our wealth and luxury cars

But it seem like the bigger I be, mo' figures I see
The more successful I become, the more money I make

The mo' hating niggas try me
The more jealous rivals try to bring me down

Big baby trick crazy thinking he bout' to fade me
Some arrogant rapper thinks he can take me down, but he's delusional

Better sit and wait in consequences fo' you feel you can play me
He should think twice before trying to mess with me, or he'll face the consequences

From a place called T-town be down in the south
I'm from Tifton, Georgia and proud to be from the southern US

Where them' players throw dem' boz and gold teeth in they mouth
Where the coolest people rock big gold chains and flashy grills

And dump dump if ya' jump jump
We'll shoot you if you try to start trouble with us

The club crunk off the funk that we bump bump and pump pump
We're playing the best music to keep the party hype and moving

Through yo' speaker when it reach ya' now you tweaking like Beaker
The music is so good that it makes your whole body shake like a Muppet

All the people out there hype as hell, I guess it Lil' Peter
Everyone is having fun and dancing wildly, including Lil John

From T-town to Atlanta all the way to Savannah to Alabama
We represent and are loved throughout the entire southern US

I be damn a club ain't crunk in this manner
Our music always brings the party to life like this

I can't stand a weak buster
I can't tolerate a talentless rapper

For all the freaks, hustla's, to the clothes
This song is for everyone who wants to dance, grind, and look fly

Y'all gotta get it crunk and drop dem boz, drop dem boz
Everyone should get hyped and dance to the beat

I can't afford bigger, how ya' figga'
I can't be stopped, how do you even expect to try?

That you gone stop me from stacking six figures
I'm making a ton of money and no one can stop me

Now you hating on me, because my game so tight
Jealousy and envy are the only reasons for someone to hate on me

And could you be mad because I fucked ya' wife
Maybe someone is angry with me because I've slept with their partner

Well it's true, that's the price nigga check that hoe
If you can't handle the heat, don't get involved with me or my women

I'm from the ATL player, wear that reckland ro'
I'm from Atlanta and I'm here to represent and flaunt my wealth

So stop talking all that shit, and trying to buck
Stop beefing and just enjoy the music and the parties

I'm popping off at the mouth, we get cha' fucked up, now what's up
I talk big because I can back it up, and anyone who challenges me will regret it

Now ladies are you tired of trick bitches in yo' mix
Ladies, are you sick of fake and untrustworthy women in your social circles?

Acting like they want, to lick on yo' shit
Pretending to be friendly while secretly wanting to steal or undermine you

Criticizing, everything that you do
Always finding fault in your actions or decisions

And telling ya' who, and who not to screw
Trying to control who you have sex or relationships with

Nasty hoes, that ain't clean and shit
Dirty or promiscuous women that you should avoid

They go around sucking on every dope boys dick
They have a reputation for sleeping with every guy who has money or power

Now is these hoes really yo' friend or yo' foes
Consider if these women are really your friends or enemies

You tell me, while ya' drop dem' bozs'
Think about this while you dance and have fun

Now if the club packed y'all from wall to wall
Imagine a crowded and energetic club scene

And everybody trying to ball, coz sizing all
Everyone is trying to look good and impress each other

Ain't nothing but love in the air, we geeing and macking
The atmosphere is full of love and flirtation

Some haters off in there, but at least they ain't macking
There are some envious or negative people present, but at least they're not flirting with anyone

You got cha' cup filled up, ya' niggas is crunk
Everyone has a drink and is having a good time and feeling hyped

Put cha' hands in the air represent where ya' from
Show your pride and represent your home or city

I'm from the GA baby, where freaks is shady
I'm from Georgia, where people can be wild and unpredictable

Man it can be so crazy, so we burn trees daily
It can be wild and stressful, so we smoke weed to relax

When the beat a drop, everybody just lock ya' boz and shake dem' hoes
When the beat drops, everyone dances and shakes their bodies to the rhythm

And proceed to rock, from the front to the back
Keep the party going and get everyone involved

With the blunts and gats, on the hunt for some cat or a fat ass sack
Looking for weed, money, or women to enjoy

Tear da' roof off the club, show you niggas some love
Bring so much energy and hype that the club can barely contain it

And fill a swishe up with bud for my g's and thugs
Smoke some weed with my gangster friends

Now dem' haters keep watching, dem' freaks a jockin'
My rivals are jealous and envious, while women are trying to get with me

The beats is rockin', so partner want you keep on dropping
The music is amazing, so everyone should keep dancing and enjoying it

For my thugs
This song is dedicated to my fellow gangsters and troublemakers

Now right now I want all my hard niggas to follow me, follow me
I want all the tough guys to get behind me and support me

That's how these motherfuckers die, they with the shit talk [Repeats]
That's how weak people end up dead, they talk too much and can't back it up