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We came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow, we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeWell, I'm flippin' and grippin' my wood grain steering wheelI made a mill at eighteen, nigga how it feelIt feel good to cash checks every other day, yesIf you ain't talkin' bout money, go the other wayMiss me with that bullshit dawg, I'm on the grindYou disrespect me while I'm on stage, it's goin' downBottles, chairs, whatever I get my hands onYou can bet your bottom dollar they get someIf you think you strong enough to take a shot, jumpI bet you changin' your mind when you lookin' now, jumpThese niggas like to talk shit, then apologize, I'm sorry, I'm sorryYou put my name in a verse then I gotta rideWe came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow, we gonna make ?em stomp like, jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeWe came here to get it crunk like jumpLetras de cancionesIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow, we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeLook I'm a pimpMine is the 3 piece suitMy grill the same color as my GT CoupeGators snappin' on my feet like they fresh out the jungleThere's a nine in my vest, but it's a tec' in my HummerI know I make y'all niggas wonder how I'm gettin' that cash?Cause when we gotta drop, I ain't spendin' my lastThe prices jumpIf you out of town and you need a bird jumpI could ban him and blow his brains on the fuckin' curve jumpYou don't want beef wit my squad nigga jumpCome out the club off note, you gettin' rob nigga, so jumpStupid if you wanted dawgThese hollow tipsGon' put you in a coma dawgYou dig?We came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow, we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeWe came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow, we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeHey, niggas claim they got guns but they ain't shot nobodyOr you a stick up kid why you ain't got nobody? Stop lyin?Niggas at the bar buyin' shit they can't affordYou think he ballin' until you see his Honda AccordAnd tell valet not to scratch my wheelOr he gon' leave here wit a busted lipMe and Crime Boss rollin' in my Coupe DevilleI ain't tryin' leave you in but I shoot to killHey, I'm like Jeezy, I trap or dieAnd I don't pop, pop, I rather fireI'm a thug and you know it, you damn right I show itTwenty two's on my lotus just in case you haven't noticedWe came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow, we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeWe came here to get it crunk like jumpIn the club with our middle fingers up like jumpNow, we gonna make ?em stomp like jumpNiggas get out of line we hit ?em up likeHey I bet he won't jumpKeep talkin' all that shit but I bet he won't jumpKeep talkin' all that shit but I bet he won't jumpShe talkin' all that shit but I bet she won't jumpShe actin' like a bitch ?cause I know she won't jumpOh, oh, oh, you better not jumpOh, oh, oh, you better not jumpOh, oh, oh, y'all better not jumpOh, oh, you fuck around and get jumpHa, ha, Whoo, shout to my nigga Zab JudahFloyd Mayweather, Roy Jones, Winky Wright know what I'm sayin'?What up to my nigga Bernard Hopkins? Yeah, holla at yo boy From Letras Mania