Crunk Ain't Dead

[Intro]
Yeah, ha, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
[Verse]
Bitch Im bout to kick the door
They been sleepin on big foe
Nigga popped out for some Anna
So I robbed him for his camera
Im a gangster motha****a
And Im standin on that shit
We just stepped in with them tools
Lets go hammer in this bitch
Yeah, trappin from bag to bag
We can go mag for mag
These niggas false, they flag
How you goin rag to rag?
Book bag got the big pump
Like high school, you can get jumped
Cant play me like a weak punk, ayy
Bend it over, let me see somethin, ayy
Bitch, Im a monster, dumpin niggas like a Tonka
GD crazy like my uncle
This not a Honda
Hellcat loud like some thunder
**** 12, **** you honor (Ugh)
All these lil rappers think they tough
I swear to God, I dont give two ****s
Our nuts hangin, we gang bangin
We bet who first to **** some up (What the ****?)
[Chorus]
Break the law
Crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead, ho
Break the law
Crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead, (Break the law), crunk aint dead, bitch
Break the law
Crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead (Break the law), crunk aint dead, ho
Break the law
Crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead (Break the law), crunk aint dead, bitch
[Outro]
Tennessee, geta key (Crunk aint dead)
GA, they dont play (Crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead, ho)
Out in Texas, shit get reckless (Crunk aint dead)
To California, place your order (Crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead, bitch)
To the boot, them niggas shoot (Crunk aint dead)
Florida, free Yak, ho (Crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead)
Arkansas (Crunk aint dead)
Shout out to Freddie (Crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead, bitch)
To the Carolinas (Crunk aint dead)
My nigga Vegas (Crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead, ho)
Mississippi, keep it pimpin (Crunk aint dead)
Alabama, bangin hammers (Crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead, bitch)
Illinois, Larry Hoover (Crunk aint dead)
Kentucky, theyll do you (Crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead, ho)
To Washington (Crunk aint dead)
To Missouri (Crunk aint dead, crunk aint dead, bitch)