Trillville - Get Some Crunk In Yo System Lyrics

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[Hook x1: Trillville (Pastor Troy)]

Get some crunk in yo system (See)

Get some crunk in yo system (It like this right!)

Get some crunk in yo system (I done seen them niggas)

Get some crunk in yo system (They ain't seen me yet)

Get some crunk in yo system (But they Still talkinf)

Get some crunk in yo system (Fuck a slide, I'ma just swing)

Get some crunk in yo system (A, B, Yall niggas could nevah see me)

[Hook x2: Trillville (Pastor Troy)]

Get some crunk in yo system (C'mon)

Get some crunk in yo system (C'mon)

Get some crunk in yo system (C'mon)

Get some crunk in yo system (Yeah!)

[Dirty Mouth]

I can feel it, ya hater's don't like it

They see me at a show, them niggas get excited

Cause they think they fixing ta get me, but nigga i'm a riot

By myself I'ma riot, so nigga don't try it

Gun's I collect em, gun's for protection

Gun's for that nigga that try me and learned a lesson

Cause they don't say B.S'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 yo self toothless

I'm Don Corleone, Keep it trill with no confusing

Niggas say I'm trill

They ain't hard I can prove it......... yeaaaah

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[Hook x2: Trillville (Pastor Troy)]

I'm sipping on the crunk juice, Hennessy to get me loose

Niggas getting bunk and shit, dranking all the grey goose

Throwing signs up in the air, representing from where they came

It's the same shit in the club, niggas fighting man.

Throwing bows and breaking chairs, niggas pulling hoes hair.

Running through the club with they click cause they don't care

Screaming out whateva side, all my niggas down to ride

If you think I'm lying then you pussy niggas bet not try

I'ma let you know, that I never been the scary ho

Busting niggas brain yo, for fucking with my game ho

Then leave yo ass chained tho, in the the middle of your yard.

I'ma pull yo card, for acting hard, down the boulevard nigga (c'mon)

[Hook x2: Trillville (Pastor Troy)]

Guess who they called up? Out of the wood works

Take off my fucking shirt, I'm rapping to the dirt

I'm rapping to the grave, I'm rapping for the A

I'm riding 21, on my Impala son

I'm smoking big dro, I'm with the red ho.

Her cousin got that blow, we kicked that nigga door

Off the hinges, I'm relentless

I represent this, can I get a witness (Amen)

Amen , I works hard for the south

These niggas playing hard wit they thumb in they mouth

The house, the car, these bitches busting out they bras

Just so they can show they titties to a star.

Baby my doors ajar, the passenger too

I'm ready to ride, so what's up boo? (yeaaah)

Keeping it real,

Keeping it trill

Repping the ville,

I sho will

[Hook x2: Trillville (Pastor Troy)]

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