Lyrics:
nothin'
Then the struggle to erase any proof that I came from suffrin'
Now they hate I survived every trick by hustlin'
I stay on my G, we don't cease
Dmx-től mekkora dal a Slippin’, ATCQ – Can I kick it
Vagy a Bush Babees Remember We, Kick in the Door
Preemo beat,
Krs-One és a Step into a world
me what you want
Not talkin bout the music but we likes to funk
Ain't no such thang as a Oakland punk
It don't matter who you are, you'll be _In
and depression
I've been in a funk
I've been getting drunk
I don't know what's next for me
Chasing my destiny
Mixing liquor with depression
We're still mixing
of course
Some go nut, the power of the last one
Slower, flower, blower
Those who ain't pros I wet my stupid radio
Cause he needs a G when you listen
DJ, please
Pick up your phone
I'm on the request line
G-Unit
This is a Missy Elliot one time exclusive (come on)
Is it worth it, let me
[Intro]
[Thurgood of PJ's]
Yeah, get up, get down
That's what P Funk say
[Snoop]
Get your money man, it's hard out there
It's hard out there,
flower
Every night we jibe I feel superpowers
To never leave a night by your side super sour
And always come up strong and firmly past the hour
There it
collapse rap shows at a standstill
Some racial circuits the frequencies can't handle
The funk tracks produced by EPMD
But it's a fat jam, that will never
they been dam
Me and the fellas going up
If you see us say wassup
You know we bring the g funk (Say wassup baby)
Me and the fellas going up
If you see us
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
no-man wait
No mistake, when I tell you, your prophet is a fake
You said a contract on a Haitian, three-hundred g's
Your sharpshooters are lousy, we
Big truck series, you heard Funk Flex
Since the whip spacious we can have rough sex
Now bitches give me head while
My rims keep spinning
Cause the truck
like the g funk sound
I was born to clown
havin' mind in every round
tryin' to get my skrilla on
by the pound
cause I'm hell bound
we keep them trippin'
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
This also
Get it!
Ha ha, Funk Doc in the building, bitch
Y'all already know the business, nigga, ha ha
Yo, let's get it, yeah, I'm with it
Streets
Mack, Notorious B.I.G.
Latifah, Heavy D, you should reminisce of me
Some say it's Naughty By Nature-'hip-hop in all its glory'
A fleet
them bustas
Niggas want funk but the punks can't touch us
And now they got me trapped better kill me
Payback's a motherfucker, nigga feel me?
We runnin'
looking for a snare, all we find is trash
Peace to each of the homies but sometimes the only way to create is by my lonely
Especially when the jam is hard,
clit
(and all upon his dick)
It makes me sick, but we don't even trip 'cause its the G-Funk
(rail two rules like tree trunks)
Now feel the brew that
but they don't be jackin mine
Summer time in the L.B.C. (Fuck the police)
Fuck being bound by law and the peace treaty
We be clubbin, everybody likes
took my hip hop serious
Years later now the pen game is Furious
Styles from a Boy-N-The-Hood
Post G-Funk Era trying to do good
What about Quik,
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