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Crunk Hits Vol.1, Various Artists
Crunk Hits Vol.1
Release type: Compilation
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Release date:

2006

 
Duration: 107:52  
Size, Mb: 143,12  
Bitrate:

208

 
Price for album: 2.00 (discount 20%)  

 
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Tracklist
Title / Artist     Duration Bitrate Size (Mb) Price Download
1
Yeah! Feat Lil Jon & Ludacris Lyrics 04:15 192 5,62 0.10
2
Get Low Feat Ying Yang Twins Lyrics 05:41 240 9,29 0.10
3
Goodies Feat Petey Pablo Lyrics 03:48 176 4,67 0.10
4
What U Gon' Do Feat Lil Scrappy Lyrics 05:27 240 8,88 0.10
5
Lean Back Lyrics
[Intro: Fat Joe]
Owwwwww!!!! yeah! my niggaz!!! uh huh!!!
Throw your hands in the air right now man!!!
Feel this shit right here! Scott Storch nigga!
Yeah Khalid I see you nigga!!!
Show Big Pun love! Uh! Yeah! Uh! Yo!

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
I don't give a fuck about your faults or mishappens nigga
We from the Bronx, New York, shit happens
Kids clappin, love to spark the place
Half the niggaz in the squad got a scar on their face
It's a cold world and this is ice
Half a mill for the charm, nigga this is life
Got the Phantom in front of the buildin, Trinity Ave
Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad
As a young'n - was too much to cope with
Why you think ? mu'fuckers nicknamed me Cook Coke shit
Shoulda been called Armed Robbery
Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle
Just as long, I knew me and my peoples was 'gon bubble
Came out the gate on some Flow Joe shit
Fat nigga with the shotty was the logo kid!

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
(Come on!)

[Verse 2: Remy Martin]
R to the Ezzy, M to the Yzzy
My arms stay breezy, the Don stay flizzy
Got a date at 8, I'm in the 7-4-fizzive
And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die
With a matchin jacket, 'bout to cop me a mansion
My niggaz in the club, but you know they not dancin
We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance with boogies
So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies
Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us
And we - walk around the metal detectors
And there really ain't a need for a VIP section
In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it
Said he - liked my necklace, started relaxin
Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction
See "Money Ain't a Thing" nigga, we still the same niggaz
Flows just changed now we bout to change the game nigga

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
(Come on!)


[Verse 3: Fat Joe]
Now we living better now, Coogi sweater now
And that G4 can fly through any weather now
See, niggaz get tight when you worth some millions
This is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelings
You can find Joe Crack at all type of shit
Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit
If 5-0 boy come, then they'd proudly squeal
Cause half these rappers they +Blow+ like Derek Foreal
If you cross the line, damn right I'm 'gon hurt ya
These faggot niggaz even made gang signs commercial
Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin it up
B2K crip walkin like that's what's up!
Kay keep tellin me to speak about the Rucker
Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak about the Rucker
Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this
My niggaz didn't have to play to win the championship, come on!

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
(Come on!)

[Outro: Fat Joe]
Ha! ha! yeah! (Can you hear me?!)
Bronx, BX borough, Terror Squad, uh (Ha!)
Big Pun forever, Tone Montana forever (Can you hear me?!)
Uh! Yeah! Streets is ours, come on!!!
Nah man, it ain't never gon stop
Search!!! Raul!!! JB, Fat Ant come on!!! Uh!!
04:13 160 4,71 0.10
6
Wait (The Whisper Song) Lyrics 03:05 160 3,31 0.10
7
The New Workout Plan (Remix) Feat Fonzworth Bentley & Twista Lyrics 05:29 176 6,86 0.10
8
Na-Nana-Na Feat Jazze Pha Lyrics 04:04 160 4,23 0.10
9
Headsprung Lyrics 04:31 160 4,96 0.10
10
Stand Up Lyrics
[Intro]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!

[Chorus: Ludacris and (woman)]
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)

[Verse - 1]
How you ain't gon' FUCK?! Bitch I'm me
I'm the GOD DAMN reason you in V.I.P.
CEO, you don't have to see ID
I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! We ain't got nothing to worry about
Whoop ass, let security carry 'em out
Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my necklace
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Lookin, smellin, feelin like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong
What's wrong?! The club and moon is full
And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull
One sure shot way to get 'em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new dance, like this

[Chorus]

[Verse - 2]
Go on wit ya big ass! Lemme see somethin
Tell ya little friend he can quit mean muggin
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the FUCK is the waitress at wit my drinks?!
My people outside and they can't get in
We gon' rush the back door and break 'em in
The owner already pissed cause we sorta late
But our time and our clothes gotta "cooooordinate"
Most girls lookin right some lookin a mess
That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress
But Louie Vuitton bras all over your breasts
Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh
C'mon! We gon' party tonight
Y'all use mouth to mouth, bring the party to life
Don't be scurred, show another part of your life
The more drinks in your system the harder the fight!

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!

[Verse - 3]
Damn right the fire marshall wanna shut us down
Get us out so someone can gun us down
We was two songs away from getting some cutta
Now we one song away from tearing da club up
Move over! Luda got something to say
Do it now cause tomorrow ain't promised today
Work wit me! Let's become one with the beat
And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feet

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! Stand up!
03:38 176 4,49 0.10
11
My Neck, My Back (Lick It) Lyrics 03:45 208 5,57 0.10
12
Right Thurr Lyrics
Uh, hey dirty, (what?)
Look at that girl right there (oh)
She make me say
Ooh, ooh, (yeah) ooh, ooh, (hey) do what you do

[Chorus:]
I like the way you do that right thurr (right thurr)
Swing your hips when you're walkin', let down you're hurr (let down your hurr)
I like the way you do that right thurr (right thurr)
Lick your lips when you're talkin', that make me sturr

[Chingy]
I like the way you look in them pants, see ya fine (fine)
Your momma a quarter piece, she far from a dime (dime)
The type of girl that'll getcha' up and go make you grind (grind)
I'm thinkin' about snatchin' her up, dirty, makin' her mine
Look at her hips, (what?) look at her legs, ain't she stacked? (stacked)
I sure wouldn't mind hittin' that from the back (back)
I like it when I touch it cuz she moan a l'il bit
Jeans saggin' so I can see her thong a l'il bit
I know you grown a little bit, twenty years old, you legal
Don't trip off my people, just hop in the regal
I swooped on her like an eagle swoopin' down on its prey
I know you popular, but you gon' be famous today

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

[Chingy]
She be shoppin' in Frontenac
Just look at her front and back
Man she so stacked and she know that I want that
Her man, he's so wack, girl can I taste yo khaki
for three hundred to step, like buyin' a throwback
She stay in the club,(club) I can be seein' she got it honest
In real life, girl remind me of Pocahontas
She be at events, (yeah) so I'm impressed when she pass (yeah)
All the high rollin' cats wanna pay for that ass
Ain't no half steppin', (steppin') she strapped wit a nice weapon (weapon)
Trick, it's against the law for her to move them hips
If you ever seen her dirty, your mouth gon' drop
Worldwide fools probably tell you this off tops

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

[Chingy]
I like the way she doin' that (c'mon)
Plus I like it when she bring it back (say it)
Ooh, (uh-huh) ooh, ooh, ooh, (uh-huh) do what you do (whoo)
I like the way she doin' that (c'mon)
Plus I like it when she bring it back (say it)
Ooh, (uh-huh) ooh, ooh, ooh, (uh-huh) do what you do (whoo)

[Chingy]
Gimme what you got for a pork chop (uh)
She threw it at me like I was a short-stop (uh)
Workin' in a Fatty Girl Hugga Top
Then she back it up on me and let it drop (drop)
Make it hop (boing) like a bunny (bunny)
Girl can I touch you where it's sunny
or a purse and make you give her some money
She should pose for Sports Illustrated
It's like a picture perfect site
When she pass all the other girls hate it
(But I...)

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

I like that (uh-huh)
I like that (uh-huh)
I like that (uh-huh)
I like that (Track stars)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, do what you do
I like that (yeah)
I like that (yeah)
I like that (yeah)
I like that (Chingy)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, do what you do
03:41 224 5,50 0.10
13
Let's Go Feat Twista & Lil Jon Lyrics 03:50 192 4,85 0.10
14
Shake Feat Pitbull Lyrics 04:04 192 5,28 0.10
15
Culo Feat Lil Jon Lyrics 03:44 160 4,23 0.10
16
Git It Feat Ying Yang Twins Lyrics 03:59 192 5,02 0.10
17
What U Gon' Do (Instrumental) Lyrics 00:40 224 1,04 0.10
18
What U Gon' Do Feat Elephant Man & Lady Saw Lyrics 05:34 208 8,10 0.10
19
Dammit Man Remix Feat Lil Flip Lyrics 03:14 208 4,67 0.10
20
Georgia Dome Remix Feat Jacki-O & Fatman Scoop Lyrics 04:51 208 6,74 0.10
21
Wait (The Whisper Song) Ultimix Remix Lyrics 04:40 176 5,37 0.10
22
Gasolina Dj Buddha Remix Feat Lil Jon & Pitbull Lyrics 04:28 192 6,05 0.10
23
Get Low Feat Ying Yang Twins & Dizzee Rascal Lyrics 05:26 176 6,83 0.10
24
Toma Dj Buddha Remix Feat Lil Jon, Mr Vegas, Wayne Marshall, Red Rat, T.O.K & Kardinal Offishal Lyrics 05:58 208 8,50 0.10
25
Shake Express 2 Ying Vocal Mix Lyrics 06:00 208 8,35 0.10