Lyrics:
Yo I want to take this time out to dedicate this song
to one of the most beautiful ladies in the world
could never imagine
Yeah, Ole Mae, that's
All the consumers
Of the usual sounds
Hypnotized
By the Radio Devil
Look how they
Follow his lead
Always staying
On the same level
But oh
Satan
a fifth we all be drunk... nigga don't, put no
yayo in my
blunt. I just, want to bring the funk like a puma.. yo wannabe niggas is
fired or be
out more, want it all at the door
Fuck heat, Sheek walk around with an oven
Who you gonna kill with that little Foreman grill?
How its gon' look when
more gel
This is funk funk funk
Roll it up light an then light your L
Smoke a blunt blunt blunt
Drinkin 40's sippin beers
Smokin blunts blunts blunts
the secrets of the ages
Vanglorious! This is protected
by the red, the black, and the green
with a KEY! SISSSSSY!
"It was nearly eleven, when I started
chrome
Mercury-tipped bullets, melt the dome
It's the 1990's, and crack is
Talkin' to the criminals, ever so subliminal
Some crackhead wants mix-a-lot
Yeah, get up, get down
That's what P Funk say
Get your money man, it's hard out there
It's hard out there, Dogg
What, yeah, huh
Get yours, get
Rolled by the abominable snow man rhymes cold
Not our fault you appear to be lagging
Me and MistaWalk like taking walks with dragons
You don't make it far
coughin', chiefin', blowin' heavy holy dope
Playa fuckin' blessed by that funk, crunk by onion weed
Don't you think you higher than Lil Fly 'til you snort
wreck with the tec then I'm out like quick sex
Who's next, bitch ass nigga?
Bitch ass nigga nah you don't want none
Kick it when I'm wicked and all
whole chest and
In combat if they fat I'll skinny em
Six times the terror pass the Era to Millineum
G-Funk, bumpin in ya trunk
Call me booshe nigga,
it."
"You're pretty but I haven't had a shower today"
She said "Come here, it's better that way
Tie me up and do anything you want
But don't hurt me"
So
[Savon] Fuck that!!
[King James]
I don't want nobody shoots 'til I say so, you understand?
I'm running this crew
[Savon]
And you ain't running shit but
deal
Get the
Funk outta here
Get Quarantined
Slow it down
Like The Lord on a mule
Confetti flies like I broke a tie in high school
I'm like you if you
to make no money
You just want to feel good, you don’t really want to love me
I just want to build it brick by brick ‘till it feel homey
Swear that I will
nothin but the funk
It's nothin but the funk that we want
And the bass to make the speakers bump
I heard that cash rules everything around
And niggaz from
yea!
He's the vanilla! break, break, break down
[Verse 1]
Sparklin' like a towerin' inferno
You want to' learn my songs, this ain't no journal
It
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'
test me, better arrest me, used to want hip-hop to love me
'Cause when I was a child both of my parents would neglect me
I talk about it in therapy
[Hook 1: Pharoahe Monch (Pete Rock)]
(Yeah), uhh, (uhh), yes
Yes, uhh, come on, (do it), yeah, uhh
You want that iced out watch don't ya (right)
You
[Hook 1: Pharoahe Monch (Pete Rock)]
(Yeah), uhh, (uhh), yes
Yes, uhh, come on, (do it), yeah, uhh
You want that iced out watch don't ya (right)
You
("Str8 off tha streetx of Compton,dedicated and by most suckas
hated. But I got something I want you mutha fuckas to know I
really don't give
myself some air and
See if I see the homies, but they still ain't there
There's a fool outside drunk and he want to get into it
I was strapped I coulda
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