Lyrics:
Ah yeah! feel the funk bay-be!
That’s right, this is called the basement!
And my man cl smooth kick it for you like this
From the heights, not
Just let me bump it
About to move the crowd til they crown me
Grindin with a wise gene in my spine g
It gets foggy to the arctic when we light it
Now... who got the beat that makes ya bump?
And who got the bump that makes ya thump?
Well, I got the funk that makes ya bump
So we gon funk this
motherfucker and
It be's like that (Shorty, c'mon)
G-Funk with that Go Go
Hit the floor, you know what you've got to do
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Sing it,
funky nigga that's known to kick the fat shit?
The mirror said "You are, you conceited bastard"
Done by the dogcatcher, dogcatcher, it's
to, cho!
Aiyyo! beboy stance in di dance so we say
Mr. Kardinal dun know don't play
Haffi buss a nut every ass gon' day
Don't mix up wid no
round fool
The choice of the g-funk generation that is
A group of domination so
Fifth year I never neglect
The boyz who branch here triple x
the funk
If you wanna light up you know we don't give a fuck
Throw ya dubs up don't wanna hear no bitching
We do it for the cheese we do it for the vision
In my land, my people adore Porridge and I don't understand why De La
Soul is so violent
And we are so peaceful, we sit by the camp fire and listen
break 'em from the get-go
Slidin' by, riding high when we get-go
Love it or leave it, we love livin illegal
Servin' or swerving in a '85 Regal
Look
by far, my rap repertoire
Be the art of murderin' makin' it hard for you to spar
We can chill and puff the ganja, but don't be mad when the
Funk Doctor
and the finger of a thirty-eight
Dust by far, my rap repertoire
Be the art of murderin' makin' it hard for you to spar
We can chill and puff the ganja, but
But I would've loved to hear
A Big Pun and B.I.G. collabo
That shit would've been incredible
[Big Pun talking]
Aye yaknahmsayin, it was just happen
can get it for the low like a Ralph Lauren sweater
I got the g you got the funk
Pass me the weed I'll roll the blunt
What do you need I got the stuff
everybody respect the G-Funk click
We be havin' fun, no one could do the things that we do
We be havin' fun, no one could do the things that we do
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
Hey, nah ya goin miss up on the G-Funk era,
Ya know we said things won for Warren G, and soon turned superstar
11-10-7 D that was my intro
But
it 'Naughty By Nature'
Kick that rugged shit that Maybelline could make-up, lace up
Yeah, Funk Doctor, represent one time
For all the blunt
be
"Shorty BIT'S ME!", G Dove, I'm out to make a grip
So call Crucial Conflict and let's make us some bomb shit
Look at me on the M-I-C
Tryin'
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
older
As the world turns and gets colder
Laid back I shot me sumpin', Perfec from dynamic, banging G-Funk
Now I blew from the East to the West
Word
shit on a task cam
Got MC's talkin' 'bout "I love you, man"
But you can't get my last bud
Or my last dove, outta beats we be makin'
Dre and M-E-L got
Hey, nah ya goin' miss up on the G-Funk era,
Ya know we said things won for Warren G, and soon turned superstar
11-10-7 D that was my intro
But
As the sun goes down and the fiends start rising
My lean kicks in and my g's start riding
These days I'm dolo hard as a diamond
Addicted to crime,
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