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Taken from the album by C-Murder
Track:Get Bucked Get Crunked
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Uh Ohhhh, there them TRU Boys go
Uh Ohhhh, hit the muthafuckin flo'

Came in this bitch to shut this muthafucka down
Baton Rouge and
Louisiana so you know I'm bout to clown
When the thugs get to bussin, duck down hit the
Stay out my water boy if you don't want to drown
You keep fuckin wit me, they gone
find yo ass dead
When my song come on, they gon act a pussy on yo head
This for them thugs
in the club, who straight, don't mind dying
And them ballers in the parking lot, straight
sitting on shine
C-Murder called me up, and said "T-Bo it's time
to represent the dirty
south and make 'em respect yo mind"
Trunk loads of soldiers always starting some shit
stay the fuck from 'round us if you aint down with my click
Be on the lookout for them boys
with them rags 'round they fo'head, (Uh Ohh)
Group of muthafuckas that got security hollerin
'Code Red'
Get Crunk, Get Buck, ya'll pussy bitches get stuck
When we come to yo town,
tear the fuckin club up
Only white boy with the click, so you know I must be sick
don't like me rollin wit TRU?, suck my fuckin dick
I'm from that 504, minus 279
Come and
get you somethin', see me thuggin in that 225

[chorus] 8x
Back 'em up, Get
Back 'em up, Get Buck

[Master P]
Big Time baller, shot caller,
CP3, whodi they'll bust ya
Rolce, with 4 doors, Bentleys with mo-mo's
I aint
Ludacris but I can throw dem bo's
Concerts stay packed, pockets gone stay fat
T-R-U hot,
tell the dj's to play that
Now give it to me, I want the jewels and the money
And ectasy
for the thugs and the bunnies

[chorus] 4x

[Silkk the Shocker]
We the type
of niggas, ya'll don't ever wanna have beef wit
We'll pull some sneak shit, and get off with
some creep shit
Do anything for the look, for the stash and the cash
My face to
recognizable dog, so I'ma need the mask
See they didn't want to feel us until we had to empty
the cannon
Tryna hold us, but they just comin up, empty handed
I know some love us, and I
know that some can't stand us
Me, P, and C we all thugs, seem like that shit just runs in the


You know we thugged out, from the cradle to the
Them TRU Boys, The Miller Boys with T-Bo and some chrome toys
Dome checkin,
disrespectin haters is a hobby, for life
No Limit to the fullest, with a bullet, so think
Lil Daddy, Limo tints on the Caddy, Truck
Them Cutt Boys gone bust, you better duck,
cause we don't give a fuck
I'm real with it, XL bring the Deadly Soundz beat
And Watch a
nigga like C bring the heat

[chorus] fade until end
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