(feat. Big Pic)



[Archie Lee]

SwishaHouse bitch, I wreck shows and flows

Swng wide, frank does, and high cap on hoes

Bouts my peety, bouts lucci, all abouts my cash

I was feeling kind of bored so I bought me a jag

Pull up in escalade and I swatch the street

I was feeling kind of chilly so I bought me some heat

Fuck with made niggas cause thats all I know

And I'ma beats my hoe if she ain't got my doe

You hoes best to run for cover cause we bouts to blow

"loaded with cash no plex no more"

Mista Masta Archie Lee I'm way live-r than most 

SwishaHouse bitch now get crunk or get ghost



[Big Tiger]

It's the million Big Tike I'ma knock out pro

Leave a niggas fronts on the god damn floor

Ramming niggas like a rhino, rhinoceros

Kick more ass than Jacki Chan and Chuck Norris  

Whats the deal I hid a nigga from his mind

Yep you got a line but not big as mine

I came to wreck this, disrespect this

Hit a nigga in his stomach and I broke his necklace

Bob and I weave, weave and I bob

And I ain't go stop untill I knock down my job

SwishaHouse bitch, get crunk or get ghost

'fore I put a fork in you like the don Al Bo



[Al Bolden]

Al Beezy dog !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And it's time to get hype

And pop trunk on twanks

with AK's out the viper

And when I touch the mike i'm trying tro make these boys feel it

And when I stretch this lab I'ma fifth rell it, grill it

Sip the eight, don't spit it cause i'm throweder than most

When Archie Lee goes platinum I'ma pose a toast to all my 

reel niggas from H-town to Maine, Californ-i-a

I got them boys riding swangs, popping trunk Al bang

I'ma take this city Al B. don't bo

Got them haters looking shitty

Forty diamonds stay pretty

Body rocking your trunk

You boys better get ghost, cause I'ma get crunk



[Chourus]

SwishaHouse bitch, now get crunk or get ghost

Cause we be the niggas that be crunker than most

Everybody hit the floor cause it's about to go down

Northside, southside how you like us now



SwishaHouse bitch, now get crunk or get ghost

Cause we be the niggas that be crunker than most

Everyboby hit the floor cause it's about to go down 

East coast, west coast how you like us now



[Lil Ron]

Now is you with that, cause if you ain't get gone

Now when the blunts get blown I be in my own zone

The northside my home, we be showing naked ass

Gliding on bast, with glocks ready to blast

You better move real fast, I break up things

Lil Ron's my name I'm bout to spit a little game

I'm known to bring pain when I come down your block

Bigger stars out your flock, beating up all they cock

I got a million dollar platinum, i'm bout to exacute my plan

Big faces don't fit I got to hold'em in my hand

Make a grand, spend a grand nigga that don't mean nothin'

We ride down the set in a Lexus on buttons

You know them choppers cutting,we left ass fall in the grass

I used to broke but now I put that in the past

Lets see who let standing, nigga i'ma be the last

I opened up my trunk and caused a freight linner crash

To be the best is my task, I hold them fire things

When the bang hit your brain yo mind gone go insane

I'm the throwdest in the game but I'm also a G

In the B-E-N-T getting gone off that tree

Get crunk !



[Big Pic]

Hopping out tinted Lac to call this nigga in black

My freestyle's down to act I split wigs and back

John Hancock on contracts watch Pic bring havock

I suggest you scat before I deside to attack

Fraud niggas get crushed when the stage get rushed

Cause we young and nigga clushed, turning life to dust

Gets legal like a connection best call for protection

Better check your nuts whe the house in your section

And the mouth going off, aggitating the cump

Get ghost or get crunk or end up on your rump

Suggest you not test cause I damage your chest

I'm on the quest to be the best, and can't sell us for less

Bitch alert your block cause my cage unlock

Red and grey riding chops, dash box with a glock

SwishaHouse is hot fuck those who wasn't down

Bitch we acting bad, now how you like us now



[Blyndcyde]

I'm opening up my drop so I can ride the choppers

Fuck doing rock and rock I'ma flood the block

Headed straight for the top on the ground for skrilla

On the way like a guerilla nigga whats the dilla

It's Blyndcyde the heavyweighter, steady shaken the crowd

Breaking mikes, putting down for the top of my town 

Because I'm bold and I'm cold, you just wait till I'm old

I'm the reason that the north is how post they cold

With diamonds cluster, now how you strutter block buster

If you fake I'll crush ya', taking off like a thruster

An earthquaker, shaking the world with my bang

Hell nah that ain't Alaska that's a piece of my chain



[Chorus]



[Lester Roy]

SwishaHouse bitch, I've been crunker than most

I tot my pistol in the club cause I be full of that dope

And I ain't scared, fuck nah to put a hole in a nigga

I'ma trigger happy nigga, putting holes in Hilfigers

With some thug ass niggas sipping eighty proof liquor

Split swisher down the middle, sun up with the killa

I'ma northside thug getting fucked with a mean mug

I don't give a fuck cause I fuck yo slut

She was bopping hustle, she seen the bezzletine on my neck

A nigga start to trip but Archie Lee rass a teck

I hope you strapped for the rest cause like Big Pic I leave a mess



[Lil Mario]

Get crunk or get ghost, I'm jumping off the ropes

Elbow drop like Randy Savage fucking around with third coast

They can't hold me, Lil Yo me coming down that avenue

Pop trunk, 'mote controll, third eyed, red and blue

Gone off that killa weed now scoring Archie Lee

Man I'm so fly cause Watt's got that hennesy

Get crunk or move over, northside soldier, 

SwishaHouse bitch and I done already told you

Who gives a fuck about the nigga if they mad

I'ma swang wide and I'ma hop in they grass

And the yo it I ain't for it, better ask that boy daz

One thing you never fuck with is my blood or my cash nigga



[A.D.]

You want me to get crunk

You want me to pop the trunk

You want me to pull out thirty miles burn punk

Laying boys on they back, when I ripping these track

Screen in the Lac I done already did that

Don't plex when I wreck, cleaning up the set

Disrespect we breaking necks, we ain't playing a tet

Bezzeltines on chest, I'ma red in the lane

I'm maintaining moving bricks and bola

Fucking with my clique we knocking off heads and shoulders

So lets " give a toast who balls the most "

"SwishaHouse bitch get crunk or get ghost nigga"



[chorus]



[Sabwarfare]

Crunker than most, making busters down right ghost

Standing strongger for my post, nigga third is the coast

Give them a dose and watch them biches crumble like toast

Alot of crews be coming close, but we done came with the most

And that ain't to boast, it's real we danger like loaded skills

Try to kill one in the fields, long with lyrical skills

And thats the deal you dig, nigga plex I split wigs

Put a bum up in your girlfriend house and kidnap yuor kids 

I'm bout my bitch motherfuker now get crunker than that

Talking that shit cause you drunk off that yak, nigga I'm armed with a gat

I pull it out and lay you out on your back

your body shaking with your blood on the mat

So back,back cause I'm closterphobic cain't nobody hold me down

Warefare representing for that northside of town

To you clowns it's whatever on the house I put my cheddar

Any time, place or weather bet there ain't nobody better



[J-Dawg]

SwishaHouse bitch, now whats the god damn deal

Everybody hit the floor it's going down for real

I'm fixing to set it off, I got some shit up on my chest I'm fixing to let it 

off

now give me elbow room, and if you you make the wrong move bitch I'm clearing 

the room And if ain't up on are side all you hear is boom

And thats that, you better get down and get back

Cause I'm full of that wack and I don't know how to act

I got a contract for the mike's I break

I got strikes under my belt for the lifes I take

And I'm real enough to know when I'm dealing with faith

Better get yo shit straight when you come my way 

J-Dawg I don't play to grown for that, I'm trying to go plat ain't no holding 

back

And if you cain't deal with that then hit the door

SwishaHouse Bitch now get crunk or get ghost



[Slim Thug]

Now get crunk or get ghost, cause I make mike smoke

I'm Slim Thug you might heard out that thirty third coast

Boss Hogg and shot calling and I'm twenty inch crawling

My rang and beats and chain defenition of balling

Clarion screen falling in my Fleetwood Lac

Four eighteen in my trunk I'm bout to crack my back

I give haters a heart attack when I get on these track

Cause I can make that nigga Jigga hit verse sound wack

Talk back and get smack ain't cut no slack

Cause I got more dirty gats than they got in iraq

Hit hitter, brick splitter with a fifty round spitter

You better duck when I buck cause I ain't no quitter

Talk down and get popped, fuck with us and get dropped

Me and my clique on top so go on and give us are props

We can't be stopped so stop all you fraud ass punks

Get your bitch ass ghost or get your bitch ass crunk



[Chorus till end]