Get Some Crunk In Yo System Lyrics

Get Some Crunk In Yo System lyrics



(feat. Pastor Troy)



[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 talkin) 

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 (Cmon)

Get some crunk in yo system (Cmon)

Get some crunk in yo system (Cmon)

Get some crunk in yo system (Yeah!)



[Dirty Mouth]

I can feel it, ya hater's dont like it

They see me at a show, them niggas get excited 

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

By myself I'ma riot, so nigga dont 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 dont say B.S'n, Im good with my weapon 

Ain't never been a lame in the game I respect it. First it ain't no mercy, 

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 (heh heh heh) 

Niggas say I'm trill 

They aint hard I can prove it.........yeaaaah 



[Hook x2: Trillville (Pastor Troy)]



Im sippin on the crunk juice, Hennessy to get me loose 

Niggas gettin bunk and shit, dranking all the grey goose

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

Iits the same shit in the club, niggas fightin man. 

Throwin bows and breaking chairs, niggas pullin hoes hair. 

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

Screamin out whateva side, all my niggas down to ride 

If you think I'm lyin 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 actin hard, down the boulevard nigga. (cmon) 



[Hook x2: Trillville (Pastor Troy)]



[Pastor Troy]

Guess who they called up? Out of the wood works 

Take off my fuckin shirt, I'm reppin to the dirt 

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

I'm ridin 21s, on my Impala son 

I'm smokin 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 playin hard wit they thumb in they mouth 

The house, the car, these bitches bustin 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 whats up boo? (yeaaah) 

Keepin it real, 

Keepin it trill 

Reppin the ville,

I sho will 



[Hook x2: Trillville (Pastor Troy)]



[Hook x2]