Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Tha 'P' In It

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

up on me man, lookin' like you so broke, man
If it cost three cents to shit, you'd to throw up
You know who own the
Man, why you sit your ignorant ass down, man and listen

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

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

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

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

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

Comin' at that ass again, it stop
Bust a lean in yo 64 shift, a hop to the top
Where the hustlas out
Endo to sprout, [Incomprehensible] knows what I'm talking about

And gets host from my to your neighborhood
Tell 'em Quik, you know it's back to no good
I you would 'cus I'm true 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 just jacked his and his fo' so I can crack-a-lack

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

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

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

It's the 1 to the 9 the 9 to the 4
When I thought you knew the drill but you still hear me though
Kam and up, from The Grass Roots
No duke shit, knockin' crazy ass boots

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

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

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

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

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

Now niggas like deceptive cons
slice your ass up like Jeffrey Don
Quik drop bombs on the tip
Even though a nigga rap, you'll get that ass whipped

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

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

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

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

Nothing has
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(Nothing has)
Got to have the

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

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

Now back up in yo ass again, it's Quik and I clown
I got the shit that shake 'em
Break 'em down, take 'em down and now 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
'Cus ain't nuttin' and you know that's right

Yeah, this is Jeff, bringin' up the rear
ya know we representin'
With a all-start 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 your ass, I don't know what will
But no matter what, you gots to the P in it
That's mandatory, baby 'cus nuttin' changed