Lyrics:
Whassup, motherfucker? yeah it's
The funk dropper, the punk stopper
The trunk popper ready to break
Y'all off something proper
You know I'm
the funk-brown bass, my man
This be the medium used by Dig Plans
Hit the cosmics like a funkonaut
Leave the ladybugs with forget-Funk-nots
Black sunflowers,
dem sleeves up
Nigga, what the fuck?
You know about that D.P.G. Bad Boy connection
Connected by Funk Flex we in a Lexus
Or even the Suburban, swerve
The motherfuckers shot but the punks missed
Ice Cube is outgunned, what is the outcome?
Will they do me like Malcolm?
'Cause I bust styles, new styles
Standin'
dissing, saying that I can't handle
I put your lights out, you have to rap by a candle
Go head up punk, or sell out, I know you must've
Heard the word, new
Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Daft Punk
Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Daft Punk
Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Daft Punk
covered in spit
Batters in the box (uh), Suffa to pitch(what)
Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch
And we the funk leaders, punks you can't beat us
We
Bust the flavor {"heYYYYYyyyy"} you know my clout
Rough and rugged -- funk's the contact I hit you with
to make your head split, trip and do a backflip
I
thought I'd be looking down
On who? On you cause I'm so big
Me and my money is all I dig
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, we ain't no punk
We take 24
That's why my brain is out of order
Because it takes just a quarter to manslaughter your little daughter
And do a driveby, fuck that, I walk by and I
of 14 I was already knockin' off punks (yeah!)
And suckers were scared to death, every time I walked by
I hear them niggaz take their last breath
Compton, it's South Central like a bitch
Another gee with a gaffled gangster pitch
If your game is weak, you speak straight punk
If funk jump you're soft
to creep
It's not Compton, it's South Central like a bitch
Another gee with a gaffled gangster pitch
If your game is weak, you speak straight punk
If funk
But if you fake the funk (youse a punk), then youse a punk (haha)
You gots to keep it real with yourself baby boy (boy)
Cause if you don't then you
Déjà petit
De la musique dans les oreilles
De la funk à Daft Punk
Dans le bus jusqu'au collège
Des journées longues
Et ennuyantes
Alors en attendant
Sie tun so die Halluzinogene will ich haben
Die sie nehmen will den Funk von Daft Punk
Schwulen Scheiß sing'n wie Pharrell
Chais ficken, dabei trinken
Flow dirty like OBD
This that one thing Amerie hold up
Slow loud and banging all in my trunk
Trunk full of funk and I ain't never been no punk
Yea
I
like Jason
Money stack and racks and raps
Rip by Ray, Mishap, and Epitats
'Cause suckers are scared straight
Prepare for the wrath
A psychopath when
bust out like this, here we go, come on.
King tee:
Now bust it, i'm a try to freak it with the drums
Alkaholik funk, bass for the trunk
And i'm kinda
fifty deep
But they be fuckin' cowards when they by they selves
You know who I'm talkin' about
(You know who I'm talkin' about)
That's right, you
my gun smoke
Cause you ain't shit without your homeboys
You probably run at the sound of funk
I give a fuck, you niggaz is punks
Without your homeboys,
King tee:
Hey! here comes the funk of the future
And i can rock a rhyme from perquorma to hoover
The westside kid, quick to do a bid
Just watch me
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