Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Tha 'P' In It

Ay, ay
Ay man, what is it
Who own the man?
Man, who the hell are you

Walkin' up on me man, lookin' you so broke, man
If it three cents to shit, you'd have to throw up
You know who own the
Man, why don't you sit your ignorant ass down, man and

So is it my turn again? Yeah, nigga yours
Oh, I done kick a verse for the P-funk? Of course
Well, count down nigga to end for fakers
Bet we hit time and we fade no takers

Who thought the funk was despondent out the
Not be along for the ride but it's only for the
That's right, so peep the
And if I get it hot, baby, rock the twat

'Cus no party like a party in the Penthouse suite
And you know how we do it, baby, yo
So if the mack of the smack fear
To them perpetrators right, when was cowards right from the very start

Pretendin' the ones that true
But pimp who is foolin'? Not me or you
Fools confused, thinkin' we's on a
'Cus we kicks the P's and tell 'em about the funk time

Nothing has
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Nothing has
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at that ass again, it don't stop
Bust a lean in yo 64 shift, a hop to the top
the hustlas hang out
Endo remains to sprout, [Incomprehensible] knows what I'm talking

And gets from my block to your neighborhood
'em Quik, when you know it's back to no good
I wish you would 'cus I'm true to this gangsta
Now take a Tic Tac and bust 'em like a hoe in the hood,

Took my ho
They say it's enough you know
I gots to have mo' but I'ma the spot infact
I jacked his trick and his fo' so I can crack-a-lack

And straight P-funk
It's only right you the rhyme, I got to take mine
Check yo ass the shit that stank
'Cus 2-Tone came to the game, a damn thang changed

Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk
Nothing has
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has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to have the
has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk

the 1 to the 9 with the 9 to the 4
When I thought you knew the but you still don't hear me though
Kam and Watts up, The Grass Roots
No daisy duke shit, knockin' crazy ass

please, we kick it like G'z
Puttin' down work when I lurk don't sneeze, fuck the Goldies
That's just the Eastside way of getting
When your raise up chillin' the dogs and the rips

New cars get tagged, ridas get
Niggas caps get back and chins get checked
Don't no love, boy, no apology
Kids fallin' for yo child psychology

In 9 and 4, mindin' yo business is the best
Screamin', Watts riot, we ain't made a mess yet
Ya speak with a weak heart
You got to everything you start
And ain't a damn changed

Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk
has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk

has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to have the
has changed
(Nothing has)
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Now niggas transform like cons
slice your ass up like Jeffrey Don
Quik drop bombs on the tip
Even though a nigga rap, you'll still get ass whipped

Please slip, ain't a damn than changed
Numb yo ass up some nova cane
Have you all fucked up you smoked some loot
still sippin' pussy like soup

We got Kam, Hamm, New D and
And me myself, Mista Big
No I might not which bitch that I want
But I know on thing, I got to the funk

From ya and not from ya ass
some of y'all bitches just won't take baths
Hand picked niggas, just can't me
'Cus we true to the game and a damn thang changed

Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk
Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk

Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk
has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to have the

Can ya tell me? Who nigga flipped?
muthafucka, it's the Gangsta D
Kickin' shit for niggas and all these bad necks
'Cus I got the dope shit for each and set, next

Up on line, that black ass K
I never switch it for ya 'cus I'm still the same way
Me and D can flip the shit, kick a funky flow
We represent the P-Funk, you know what it for

Now up in yo ass again, it's mista Quik and I clown
I got the shit that shake 'em
Break 'em down, 'em down and now that I'm
Chillin' with mista 2-Tone, 2nd II None
Playa Hamm and Kam well,

it like we do it, ain't nuttin' but trues to it
Rollin' the funky 'P', I thought you knew it
'Cus it's nothin' but the best for the from the West Side
ain't nuttin' changed and you know that's right

Yeah, is General Jeff, bringin' up the rear
Lettin' ya we representin'
a all-start line up for that ass, peep this out
We got Quik, 2nd II None, Hi-C, Hamm

2-Tone and that Kam
If that don't move your ass, I don't what will
But no matter what, you to keep the P in it
That's mandatory, baby ain't nuttin' changed