Luyện nghe bài hát Funk (Remix)

I used to it with a brother named, Moe
Moe used to kick it a brother named, Joe
Joe used to kick it his girlfriend Lateisha
Whose Elmo, looked like me
used to elbow lots of brothers in the nose
Kick em when they down and he'd they shoes and clothes
Elmo would develop lots of beef as a
and all of was mostly come lookin for me
Imagine that, fat motherfuckers with bats
To rat pack, uhh, to get a gat
So I'm strapped cause I'm like Roger Thomas in his fat
lap, what's happenin here's a rap
Saturday twelve o'clock, told E-Roc, the plot
And what not, about, how our men are

It's funny bets the money that scared of po-po's
And this supposed to be some ruthless
regretting, Len saying "Pull that Hoyle card"
Disregarding come a brother, and now they act
I ain't clueless, we can do cause it's heated
But trip, I got a .380 if it's needed
This is a lesson you can or flunk
So pile on the Right Guard, we got serious

Why you waaaaannaaaaaa, funk with (Repeat 4x)

Bet George and Bootsy, never had funk like
catch twenty-two, twist no fist can dismiss
that I'ma go through, maybe I can flow through
this whole and not pull out the black steel
and my friends suggestions...
that I should to the cops but that's out of the question
If I die by the of a misled brother
he be judged by the system that is scared of me and others?
I believe no, so I don't go, with the
even though I'm bout to roll with no
up a creek called shit, is lit on the situation
Is me and him is gonna the population
Now we wonder why our revolution grow
Killin just for steppin on our toe
If we had as funk for our oppressors as we did
for ourselves, the would never flow again
And then, the that were once used to kill each other
Could be used, to serve and the brothers
And the and the cousins or whatever others
But the funk keeps like a fungus...

Why you waaaaannaaaaaa, with meeeeee? (Repeat 4x)

Four til I'm twenty-five, now I got a forty-five
caliber don't take no jive, just to fix
want to be eighty-sixed, route six six six ain't in my mix
Don't flap your lips about me no, trips
You won't be takin no sips a milk carton
seein my face a caption, askin
"Have you seen Boots, he's in action"
This shit is more Off the than Michael Jackson
Cause brothers who be doin brothers who be doin
screwin brothers but The Coup be doin more shoo-be-doin
on the corner, revolution from Petoria to Florida
It's why it don't make sense that they want me a
on a, run cause some brothers in a think I'm
poppin junk cause don't see for centuries
the genocidal funk so I'm a if I don't blast they ass
But I gots more funk for the class
Will it ever end, will we ever win, juice and gin
Five-oh again, gets off with a grin
National Guard sent in for when we got
You wanna pop the we got serious funk

Why you waaaaannaaaaaa, funk with (Repeat 4x)