Music Video

Get Some Crunk in Yo System (feat. Pastor Troy)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Craig Love
Craig Love
Guitar
Dirty Mouth
Dirty Mouth
Vocals
Don P.
Don P.
Vocals
LRoc
LRoc
Keyboards
Lil La
Lil La
Vocals
Pastor Troy
Pastor Troy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donnell Prince
Donnell Prince
Songwriter
Jamal Glaze
Jamal Glaze
Songwriter
Lawrence Edwards
Lawrence Edwards
Songwriter
Micah Troy
Micah Troy
Songwriter
Jonathan Smith
Jonathan Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Warren Bletcher
Warren Bletcher
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Emperor Searcy
Emperor Searcy
Executive Producer
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Producer
Rob McDowell
Rob McDowell
Executive Producer
Tom Whalley
Tom Whalley
Executive Producer
Vince Phillips
Vince Phillips
Executive Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Chris Carmouche
Chris Carmouche
Recording Engineer
Luis Díaz
Luis Díaz
Recording Engineer
Mark Vinten
Mark Vinten
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Get some crunk in your system
(See)
Get some crunk in your system
(It like this right) (yeah)
Get some crunk in your system
(I done seen them ****) (I done seen them mortherfuckers)
Get some crunk in your system
(They ain't seen me yet)
Get some crunk in your system
(But they still talking)
Get some crunk in your system
(Fuck a slide, I'ma just swing)
Get some crunk in your system
(AB y'all **** could nevah see me)
I can feel it, you hater's don't like it
They see me at a show, them **** get excited
'Cause they think they fixinta get me, but **** I'm a riot
By myself I'ma riot, so **** don't try it
Gun's I collect them, gun's for protection
Gun's for that **** that try me and learned a lesson
'Cause they don't say BS'n, I'm good with my weapon
Ain't never been a lame in the game I respect it
I'm looking for trouble, my own label just found out that I'm a monster
But it's too late 'cause I done signed for, a hundred or something
Ain't nothing I'm ruthless, still producing
Cut me a check or you'll find your self toothless
I'm Don Corleone, keep it trill with no confusing
**** say I'm trill, they ain't hard I can prove it, yeah
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, yeah
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, yeah
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, yeah
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, yeah
I'm sipping on the crunk juice, Hennessey to get me loose
**** getting bunk and shit, dranking all the gray goose
Throwing signs up in the air, representing from where they came
It's the same shit in the club, **** fighting man
Throwing bows and breaking chairs, **** pulling hoes hair
Running through the club with they click 'cause they don't care
Screaming out whateva side, all my **** down to ride
If you think I'm lying then you pussy **** bet not try
I'ma let you know, that I never been the scary hoe
Busting **** braining you, for fucking with my game hoe
Then leave your ass chained tho, in the the middle of your yard
I'ma pull your card, for acting hard, down the boulevard ****, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, yeah
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, yeah
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, yeah
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, yeah
Guess who they called up? common
Out of the wood works (common)
Take off my fucking shirt, I'm repping to the dirt (huh-huh)
I'm repping to the grave, I'm repping for the A (the A)
I'm riding twenty one, on my Impala son (common)
I'm smoking big dro, I'm with the red hoe
Her cousin got that blow, we kicked that **** door
Off the hinges, I'm relentless (common, common)
I represent this, can I get a witness, amen
Amen, I works hard for the south
These **** playing hard with they thumb in they mouth
The house, the car, these bitches busting out they bras
Just, just so they can show they titties to a star
Baby my doors ajar, the passenger too
I'm ready to ride, so whats up boo? yeah
Keeping it real (real) keeping it trill (trill)
Repping the ville (ville) I sho will (common)
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, yeah
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, yeah
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, yeah
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, common
Get some crunk in your system, yeah
Written by: Craig Love, Donnell Prince, Jamal Glaze, James Phillips, Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith, Lawrence Edwards, Micah Troy
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