Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Tha 'P' In It

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

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

So is it my again? Yeah, nigga it's yours
Oh, I done kick a funky verse for the Of course
Well, count down nigga to end for fakers
Bet we hit this time and we fade no

Who the funk was despondent out the Westside
Not be along for the but it's only for the trees
right, so peep the shot
And if I get it hot, baby, I'ma the twat

ain't no party like a party in the Penthouse suite
And you how we do it, baby, yo Tree
So if the mack of the brings fear
To them perpetrators right, when was cowards right from the very start

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

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

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

Comin' at ass again, it don't stop
a lean in yo 64 shift, take a hop to the top
Where the hustlas out
Endo to sprout, [Incomprehensible] knows what I'm talking about

And gets from my block to your neighborhood
Tell 'em Quik, when you it's back to no good
I wish you would 'cus I'm to this gangsta shit
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 mo' but I'ma shake the spot infact
I jacked his trick and his fo' so I can crack-a-lack

And P-funk anytime
It's only right you peeped the rhyme, I got to take
Check yo ass the shit that stank
'Cus 2-Tone came to the game, ain't a thang changed

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

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

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

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

New cars get tagged, ridas get
Niggas caps get peeled and chins get checked
expect no love, boy, no apology
Kids ain't fallin' for yo child

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

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

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

Now transform like deceptive cons
We'll slice your ass up like Don
drop bombs on the P-funk tip
Even though a nigga rap, still get that ass whipped

Please don't slip, a damn than changed
Numb yo ass up some nova cane
you all fucked up like you smoked some loot
Hi-C still sippin' pussy like

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 have the

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

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

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

Can ya me? Who that nigga flipped?
Goddamn muthafucka, the Gangsta D
Kickin' shit for these niggas and all these bad
I got the dope shit for each and every set, next

Up on line, it's black ass K
I could never 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 what it stand for

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

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

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

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