Get Crunk, Get Buck

Hey! [x16]

Northside ho! Southside ho! Eastside ho! Westside ho! [x3]

Get crunk mother******, get buck (get buck) [x2]

Northside ho! Southside ho! Eastside ho! Westside ho!

Get crunk mother******, get buck (get buck) [x2]

[Al Kapone]

That's the way it is, it ain't no other ****** stoppin it

When Kapone, grab the microphone you know I'm rockin it

If I was, sippin on some syrup then I'd be choppin it

I'm the one, with the combination so I'm lockin it

If I had some Crist', or some Mo' then I'd be poppin it

Man you know this bumpin but you hatin so you knockin it

When I wrote this rap I hit the yo and started droppin it

I'ma tell myself that I'm the ************t and ain't no toppin this

You might say it's arrogant, but I say it's confidence

I'm just havin fun with it, take it and I run with it

If you want some of this, get when I'm done with it

All that negative energy that you give I don't want none of it

I'ma keep it crunk with my dawgs and my shorties too

Make way, fo' a real ****** cause I'm comin through

What's my name? Al Kapone, Mackapeezy, some may call me Scarface Al

Super crunk, super wild, this the way I move the crowd

[Chorus: x2]

Northside ho! Southside ho! Eastside ho! Westside ho!

Get crunk mother******, get buck (get buck) [x2]

[unknown guest x2]

Now I'm a young ****** and I got y'all buck ******

I'ma represent, with my dogs and keep it crunk ******

[Al Kapone]

I'ma keep it rough but other ******z they be lame with it

Some may say they serious but to me they playin games with it

If you gonna rep it ****** show it why you claimin it

You may never gain unless you goin through some pain with it

While you out here talkin that you dumbin I done came with it

You might think you different but the truth you still the same with it

****** this a struggle, ain't no mother****** shame in it

Too many accept the way it is instead of changin it

But I'm gon', flip it up, take the ************t and rip it up

Ain't no lie I smoke a little po' some drank and sip it up

Haters need to give it up, cause you never break me down

Buckin with the real ******, represent your side of town

[Chorus]

[Al Kapone]

This ain't a game, this the life that I lead, real ****** 'til I'm frozen

Gift from the almighty let me know I'm chosen

While you haters hopin, that I'm never pokin

out, like some Spre's, steady spinnin cause I'm focused

Crunk, from the jump, this ain't no front, check my resume

Some of y'all was colors I was buckin since the early day

M-Town bound, that's my city I was born and raised

Still in the game just to keep the record straight

North, where you at? South, where you at?

East West represent, my ****** handle that

I see these others out here takin but I'm givin back

And I ain't trippin, I can't help it I'm just trill like that

Now I'm no super thug... [lyrics fade out]