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Voici La Crunk Team Pour ceux ki ne les connaissent pas encore

Les Deux Premiers a gauche Ce sont les East side Boyz
Au Milieu c'est LiL Scrappy
Les Deux Tout a droite sont les Ying Yang Twins
Et le Mec avec sa Coupe et habillé en Bleu C'est LiL Jon

# Postato mercoledì 18 maggio 2005 09:52

A TELECHARGER D'URGENCE

A TELECHARGER D'URGENCE
QUELQUES ZIK A ECOUTER D'URGENCE

LIL JON - WHAT U GON DO

LIL JON - REAL NIGGA ROLL CALL

LIL JON -GET CRUNK

USHER FEAT LIL JON- LOVER AND FRIENDS

LIL SCRAPPY - NO PROBLEM

LILJON FEAT LIL SCRAPPY - NEVA EVA

# Postato mercoledì 18 maggio 2005 09:56

Lyrics What you Gon do

» What You Gon' Do

(feat. Lil Scrappy)

[Lil' Jon]
Yea
What...What
Check dis out right (Yea)
Lil' Jon and the motherfuking East Side Boyz
The Kings of Krunk
Back at you with some new shit
Now just because we went platinum and shit don't mean we gone change nigga
We the muthafuking Kings of Krunk and we gon' always keep this muthafucker krunk
Now let's talk about some more music

[Chorus]
If you roll up in the club and them niggas wanna fuck
When you step up to they face what they gon' do shit
If you roll up in the club and them hoes aren't acting up
When you step up to them hoes what they gon' do shit
What they gon' do shit [repeat 8 times]

[Lil' Jon]
Pussy nigga what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' fuck all that poppin' at the mouth gon' get you fucked up...
Pussy nigga what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' fuck all that poppin' at the mouth gon' get you fucked up...
You don't came in the club wit yo muthafucking click...
We don't give a fuck hoe, ya'll pussy like bitches
You don't came in the club wit yo muthafucking click...
We don't give a fuck hoe, ya'll pussy like bitches
It's some East-side niggas and they keeping this bitch,
and they step the ass nigga that be talking that shit
It's some West-side niggas and they keeping this bitch,
and they step the ass nigga that be talking that shit
It's some North-side niggas and they keeping this bitch,
and they step the ass nigga that be talking that shit
It's some South-side niggas and they keeping this bitch,
and they step the ass nigga that be talking that shit

[Chorus]

[Lil' Scrappy]
My brains is taking in too much pain
I'm bout explode first and get them names
But its cool lil' shorty don't be so alarmed
I learned to bruise nigga without jabbing the arm
I don't play wit muthafuckers cause this shit be real
Make ya hoes broke off and then yo navy seal
And them hoes will leave yo ass dead in the path
Like the way you came nigga yo dick from yo ass
I break bones with my niggas
Fuck hoes with my niggas
How the fuck you think I feel bout deforming yo figure
It's a close casket
For them hating basket
Its some g's that's real and some messed up fagots
Who you talking to bitch?
What you gon' do trick?
When its obvious to see that you aint gon' do shit
Lil' Scrappy the Prince and I aint taking no chump
I'm a quiet krunk nigga and fuck being the punk

[Chorus]


Yea... Yea... Yea
I'm looking round dis muthafuking club (What)
Them niggas still muthafuking looking over here and shit (looking over here and talking and shit)
Think we gonna get some muthafucking straightening in the muthafuker (Yea)
Dis what we gon' muthafuking do (What's up)
We gon' walk over to dis muthafucking niggas (Yea)
And talk to their ass like dis
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches talk shit that's why we bustin' yo shit
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches' talk shit (What)
Only bitches talk shit that's why we bustin' yo shit
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)

[Chorus]

# Postato mercoledì 18 maggio 2005 10:01

Lyrics Real Nigga Roll Call

Lyrics Real Nigga Roll Call
» Real Nigga Roll Call

(feat. Ice Cube)

[Lil' Jon talking:]
Yeah!
Right about now (whats up)
It's time for the real nigga roll call
Now when you hear your city or state being called
You put your motherfuckin' middle finger up in this bitch
ATL, St. Louis, Alabahma, Chicago, The Carolina's, Nep Town,
DC, The Bay Area, VA, Miami, New York niggas, texas, You know!

[hook]
[Lil' Jon:]
Ya'll niggas can't fuck wit my niggas ho! [x4]

[chorus]
[Lil' Jon and Ice Cube:]
Mothafuck that nigga! [x4]
Mothafuck that bitch! [x4]

[Lil' Jon:]
Ya'll bitches!
Come on flexin' ass flauntin' ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some real ass treal ass niggas!
Your niggas!
Be some ho ass pussy ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some head-bustin' gangsta ass niggas!
Your Niggas!
Be some runnin' and scared ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some Roy Jone beat ya ass niggas!
Your Niggas!
Be some cake and handcuffin' ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some "Send them hoes out!" ass niggas!
Your Niggas!
Be some tricking "Don't pay them hoes!" ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some Don Juan piumpin' ass niggas!
Your Niggas!
Be some 22 havin' ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some chopper street sweepin' ass niggas!
Your Niggas!
Them ol' half ounce sellin' ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some dirty bird movin' ass niggas!
Your Niggas!
Be some kissin' security ass ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Fuck them hoes and let 'em know ass niggas!

[Hook]
[Chorus]


See I'ma mean nigga
Youse afraid nigga
Ol' pretend nigga
Smile and grin nigga
I hate a false niggas
Diana Ross nigga
So if ya lost nigga
Meet tha boss nigga
He's a super nigga
Grin and groupa nigga
Act stupid nigga
I'll fuckin' nuke tha nigga
Cuz youse a happy nigga
And ima nappy nigga
Fuckin' scrappy nigga
Meet ya pappy nigga
Its ice cube nigga
And lil jon nigga
So if ya drunk nigga
Keep it crunk nigga
Til' you punk nigga
Feel tha bump nigga
Get yo testifying ass in tha trunk nigga
You wanna tell nigga
I'll dump a shell nigga
Send a frail nigga
Str8 ta hell nigga
Thats ya shelter nigga
Help-a-skelta nigga
And when I belt a nigga
They'll know nigga!

[hook]
[chorus]

[Lil Jon Talking:]
Yeah!
I see you and your lil click up in tha club nigga
I see ya'll niggas over there talkin' that shit
But you know what nigga
Bitch niggas get dealt wit motherfuckin' real quick!


Here we come boy
Real niggas shoot ta kill betta run boy
Or you can tell me how I feel as a
Real nigga
Which nigga
Go get a bitch nigga
No better
Hoes better do what I say
Cuz I'm insane in tha brain
Bitch I got rip chains in my veins
Real niggas never change
We just let it bang
Roll thru tha gutter lane
Daddy said let 'em hang
And cut 'em like its butter mayne
Skeet skeet skeet
Naw thats tha other mayne
Cuz my skeet never leave
Gotta struggle mayne
TNA ain't workin' niggas DNA
That crazy bitch'll have ya ass off E&J
Fake niggas got these real bitches bein' gay
Til my peoples come around its like night and day
Now she wanna change her god and the way she pray
Authentic niggas all know thats tha playa way

[hook]
[chorus]

[Lil Jon:]
We runnin this bitch
Ya'll niggas ain't shit
We runnin this bitch
Ya'll niggas ain't shit
We in tha club gettin' crunk
You in tha club gettin' stomped
We in tha club gettin' crunk
You in tha club gettin' stomped
We in tha hood on tha block
You in tha hood gettin' shot
We in tha hood on tha block
You in tha hood gettin' shot
We quick ta show you what we bout
You quick to run ya fuckin' mouth
We quick ta show you what we bout
You quick to run ya fuckin' mouth
Real niggas from tha east
And we got a fuckin' piece
Real niggas from tha east
And we got a fuckin' piece
We against tha niggas from tha west
Puttin' holes in ya vest
We against tha niggas from tha west
Puttin' holes in ya vest
My midwest niggas hard
Quick ta pull ya fuckin' card
My midwest niggas hard
Quick ta pull ya fuckin' card
And down south we set if off
Blow ya fuckin' face off
And down south we set if off
Blow ya fuckin' face off (real nigga roll call!)
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# Postato mercoledì 18 maggio 2005 10:03

Lyrics Lovers & Friends

Lyrics Lovers & Friends
» Lovers & Friends

(feat. Usher, Ludacris)


Usher...
Lil' Jon...
Ludacris...


Yeah, man
Once again, it's on {It's on}
You know we had to do it again, right?

[Lil' Jon]
We had to do it again, boy
Want you to sing to these ladies, man


(Ohh-oh-oh-ohh)
A'ight, so I'm up first? A'ight, lemme have it...
(Ohh-oh-oh-ohh)
Let's do it...

[1st Verse - Usher]
Baby, how ya doin'?
Hope that 'cha fine, wanna know what you got in mind,
And I'm,
Got me fiendin' like Jodeci, girl, I can't leave you alone,
Take a shot of this here Petrone' and it's gon' be on,
V.I.P. done got way too crowded,
I'm about to end up callin' it a night,
You should holla at 'cha girl, tell her you shake it and seized,
Pull off, beep-beep, shotgun in the GT with me
She said, "Ohhh-ohhh, I'm ready to ride, yeah,"
"'Cause once you get inside, you can't change your mind,"
"Don't mean to sound impatient, but you gotta promise, baby, ohh..."

[Chorus - Usher]
Tell me again (Tell me again, my baby),
That we'll be Lovers and Friends (Ohh, I gotta know, baby, aw yeah)
Tell me again (Make sho' you right, ohh, before we leave),
That we'll be Lovers and Friends (Ohh, it's a good look, baby)...

[2nd Verse - Ludacris]
Sometime wanna be your lover,
Sometime wanna be your friend,
Sometime wanna hug ya,
Hold hands, slow-dance while the record spins,
Opened up your heart 'cause you said I made you feel so comfortable,
Used to play back then, now you all grown-up like Rudy Huxtable,
I could be your Bud, you could beat me up,
Play-fight in the dark, then we both make up,
I'd do anything just to feel your butt,
Why you got me so messed up?
I don't know, but you gotta stop trippin',
Be a good girl now, turn around, and get these whippings,
You know you like it like that,
You don't have to fight back,
Here's a pillow - bite...that,
And I'll be settin' seperate plays,
So on all these separate days,
Your legs can go they separate...ways...

[Chorus - Usher]
Tell me again (Tell me again, my baby),
That we'll be Lovers and Friends (Ohh, it's a good look, baby)
Tell me again (Tell me over-and-over-and-over again),
That we'll be Lovers and Friends (Make sho' you right, before you choose)...

[3rd Verse - Lil' Jon]
I's been know you fo' a long time (shawty),
But fuckin' never crossed my mind (shawty),
But tonight, I seen sumthin' in ya (shawty),
That made me wanna get wit 'cha (shawty),
But you ain't been nuttin' but a friend to me (shawty),
And a nigga never ever dreamed to be (shawty),
Up in here, kissin', huggin', squeezin', touchin' (shawty),
Up in the bathtub, rub-a-dubbin' (shawty),
Are you sure you wanna go this route? (shawty),
Let a nigga know before I pull it out (shawty),
I would never ever cross the line (shawty),
Shawty, let me hit ya to me one mo' time...one mo' time...

[Chorus - Usher]
Tell me again (Tell me again, my baby),
That we'll be Lovers and Friends (Ohh, it's a good look, baby)
Tell me again (Make sho' you right, ohh, before we leave),
That we'll be Lovers and Friends (Tell me over-and-over-and-over again)...

[Outro - Usher]
Oh-oh-hoo
Oh-oh-hoo
Oh-oh-hoo-ohhhh-yeaaah...

[Ludacris {with Lil' Jon}]
Please tell your Lovers and Friends,
That Usher, Jon, and Luda had to do it again {Hey!! (Hey!!)}
Please tell your Lovers and Friends,
That Usher, Jon, and Luda had to do it again, that's right {Hey!! (Hey!!)}
Please tell your Lovers and Friends,
That Usher, Jon, and Luda had to do it again {Hey!! (Hey!!)}...

# Postato mercoledì 18 maggio 2005 10:05