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

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

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

Who the funk was despondent out the Westside
Not be along for the but it's only for the trees
That's right, so peep the
And if I get it hot, baby, rock 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 was cowards right from the very start

theys the ones that true
But pimp who is they Not me or you
confused, thinkin' we's on a decline
'Cus we kicks the P's and tell 'em about the this time

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

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

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

my endz ho
They say it's never you know
I gots to mo' but I'ma shake the spot infact
I just jacked his trick and his fo' so I can

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

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

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 drill but you still hear me though
Kam and up, from The Grass Roots
No daisy shit, knockin' crazy ass boots

please, we kick it like G'z
Puttin' down work when I lurk even sneeze, fuck the Goldies
That's just the Eastside way of getting
When your raise up chillin' with the dogs and the

New cars get tagged, get wrecked
Niggas get peeled back and chins get checked
Don't no love, boy, no apology
Kids ain't fallin' for yo psychology

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Can ya tell me? Who that nigga
muthafucka, it's 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 switch it for ya 'cus I'm still the way
Me and D can the shit, kick down a funky flow
We represent the P-Funk, you know it stand for

Now up in yo ass again, it's mista 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,

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

Yeah, this is General Jeff, 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, Playa

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