Luyện nghe bài hát Da Funk

Yo, yo, yo this out
Yo, yo we gon go to the old school right now
Yo, yo Red
Yo, up G?
Yo, yo, yo this out

I there's no nigga out there
As as you
True so, what gonna do
Is we're go back to the old P

get the fuck outta here, word?
Remember that old cut you Yeah, yeah
That ol' P cut?
Yeah, make my funk the P

Yeah, yeah, it
Well, what we gonna do is we gonna on that ol' shit
Word? We gon go back to the old school, but before we do
I wanna know is my in the house?

Hell yeah, I said is my niggaz in the house?
Hell yeah, So just light your spliffs up
Yeah, get your skunk weed and that shit up
And let the be your guiding light

You heard it from the lungs
Of the funkadelic himself
More than a bag of skunk
Twice the funk that Brown's socks
Hit me, hittin' you straight your notch
Wit a tune yo, Redman, it

Make my funk, the P
I wants to get up

Make my the P funk, we thump
Lyrics that bounce the brain, make jump
Sky high touch the level so why try?
Guy compare me status to fly guy

Rough and rugged and it takes ten to conquer
why I'm on probation
Ever since three, I cut throats of
Mediocre lyricist who with degrees

Of two-ten not an oven, but mac ten
A mac twenty if I didn't subtract ten
My background straight from a black culture
Want more, buy the or Redman sculpture

For your mantle, damn you too hard to
E Double slam once and Redman two
Break hooks, shook the state of NJ
Okay, the big gate

For microphones have swollen mic cords
PE fights for power, Redman fights for soul
Funk is strong as a tree
Ask me the flavor make the P funk

Make my funk, the P
I to get funked up
Make my funk, the P
I to get funked up

I'm back with the funk,
You want funk, how many
I got spunk I'm well known like Trump
I'm not