Luyện nghe bài hát Funk Session

The mother fucking funk is about to begin
Crowd around, ladies and gentlemen crowd
The funk session is to begin
When I say funk session, i talking about George Clinton
I love that though
I ain't talking about Brown and Sly Stone
I'm not talking mother fucking the Time and Prince
(What you about?)
We talking funk session 96 style
96 Funk mean a different
means you looked at my woman, and I'm stepping to you
And you about to pull out the gat and try to blow a brains out

You see we can't along cause we don't want to
You the game and my crew will just stomp you
And sing the ripper, we say oh well
And the white man keeps on more jails
I know the system ain't nothing to with
Cause you up all my homies that I went to school with
And I damn well you got my name on the list
Cause I'm the one that called your daughter a
Just a black man doin good, you do me
Before you ban rap you need to ban them violent
Gangsta rap causes crime, Mike Tyson wrecked the
Larry Hoover ran a gang in Illinios can't
X taught us knowledge, Martin Luther preached for peace
And day black men lying dead in the street
So where's the real education, in the
Peace to the muslims cause doing real good
They're never giving up, on the folks
We need to buy our own and try to stack dough
Get rich if you want to, I trying to front you
If Robert Gold some funk tell him come through
It's been a long but we're still getting funky
Who up the cage and let out the monkey
I heard it when she said it, "You just a dogg
them G's out in South Side Chicago"
I said right hoe, I'm from the East O
And I will never spend my on a six-fo
High performance, is what I'm
I got the from Oakland so I never stop siding
I'm getting money in this criminal's
Hoe's me love because my pimping's so lovely
I'm not a model, unless you trying to mack her
Cause first I am and second I'm a rapper
Third I'm just a big ass
Top on my beeper but I still won't call her
Cause I got one with me, And I'm a till I die
Don't be talking to them snitches, get sent on a lie
time in the pen for some backstabbing
I wonder what would if they catch em
You his balls with a big lighter, get the gasoline
And be smoking like a mother fucking dope fiend
they like to kill your whole crew
For coming to the party and stepping on a
He said me, but it wasn't al-right
So now you to take his punk ass outside
So you can hit him, and him
Let his momma bury him in a suit that fit 'em
You give an F-U-C-K
So just him
Didn't have to shoot him, walked out and stuck him
Knife up and down all in his gut
in his blood looked down and said "What's up?"
What's up nigger, Shock G tell 'em Treach

East coast niggers are the
And coast niggers are the craziest
And down south are the craziest
It seems like all niggers are the craziest
It got out of hand
We don't that potion at the white mother fucking masses
Immediate and cooked up for us and now we killing other
Remember me all, I want everybody to look
Yo this is Shock G Digital Underground
I want you to back right now
We rolling with the Crew
I want you to look back when I
remember that shit when I said, I said ah
America, Get busy yeah
The red the white the blue and the blue and red for crips and
The for whose got you doing time
We busting on one another and it never stops
You it never stops
But you know, that Shock's been for someone
Who can rise like Malcom and
To straighten you out

Shit they call me MC
Back when Underground first started
Say, I was running the thing, say
The me MC Blowfish hey
Yeah, and I a little thing like this
I say, I say, I say, I say
Shorty me out
I say, I say
Now as I slip into that butter melody
This is the part Shock takes your and leaves you vision blurry
So try to on my dope
I suggest that you invest in a
As I come hella rythem
Move closer to your
Get your look just that hooker catch Jay ism
Even with my vocals for your ears, you couldn't see me though
As I flavor rub this like oregano
I'm slanging nouns and verbs
You couldn't see me binoculars
I guess I'm just a little different cause I do them hoes
Just maybe not the way I love my niggeros
Cause I love it they say something fly
The ill caps make me laugh I cry
Some frys and freaks and it's on
All night
I to see my homies living strong
But then that cook that cloudy cookbook
Rains salts on another sunny day
I'm wondering if we're really happy here with this G game we play