Lyrics:

Ay.Crunk Incorporated.
We ain't takin nothin this year.
We comin straight for you.
We talkin bout getting crunk nigga.
Fuck that shit you talkin nigga.
When I see yo ass nigga that's how shit gone pop off.
This how shit gone go down from here on out nigga.
So we gotta tell yall niggaz what the fuck up. Cyco Blac let em' know.

Fuck that shit that you talkin(8xs)
Fuck that nosense nigga I'm outside,you got a problem wit my click I'm outside.
I got my gun and my motherfuckin ride.We bussin heads so you bitches betta hide.

(Lil Jay)
Man Crunk the motherfuckin I-N-C
my great Blac and Killer behind me.
Walk in the street wit Crunk and AD
So I dare that nigga to come and try me
Dare that nigga to walk my street
Watch me cock the back and let go
Comin up poppin easily fuck nigga I'm a let his ass know he ain't nothin but a hoe
Fuck yo words ya words don't mean shit
All that talkin get ya ass hit
Beat yo bitch wit a baseball bat
I'm a ratta-tat-tat on yo ass real quick
This real shit and I ain't playin games
ATL be my domain
Creep yo cats and beat yo ass
So fuck that shit you talkin man

Fuck that nonsense nigga I'm outside
You got a problem wit my click I'm outside
I got my gun and my motherfuckin ride
We bussin heads so you bitches betta hide
Fuck that shit that you talkin[8xs]

(Princess)
Yeah, bitch fuck that shit that you talkin
go get yo click and start walkin
My crew too thick so get off me
To fuck wit you I got 40
Peepin da scene so don't test me
Hoe don't try me I stay ready
Yo shirt gone be something heavy
I snipe yo ass like I'm Wesley
Got a problem I solve it so hoe lets take it outside
Revolver tucked in my pocket I'm feeling buck in my ride
Bussin heads is my specialty one like me you will ever see
Hoe you know I'm wit M.O.B. wanna buck its whatever G

(Cyco Blac)
Keep on poppin I'm a show you just how deep we are
Yall niggaz think yall buck we'll have you seeing stars
You thank you touchin Mars cause wee some assassins
Attackin blastin at whoever that be shit talkin
So do not get smart bitch cause see we runnin thangs
Ain't got no time for lames just bout that money mayn
Just watch me spray some flames get buck release some anger
I keeps sixteen in da clip and one off in the chamber

[Hook]Fuck that shit that you talkin(8xs)
Fuck that nonsense nigga I'm outside
You got a problem wit mt click I'm outside
I got my gun and my motherfuckin ride
We Bussin heads so you bitches betta hide

Aight' continously until music goes off