Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Tha 'P' In It

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

Walkin' up on me man, lookin' 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 ignorant ass down, man and

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

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

'Cus ain't no party a party in the Penthouse suite
And you know how we do it, baby, yo
So if the mack of the smack brings
To them perpetrators right, when they was cowards 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
we kicks the P's and tell 'em about the funk this time

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

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

Comin' at ass again, it don't stop
Bust a in yo 64 shift, take a hop to the top
the hustlas hang out
Endo remains to sprout, 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 to this gangsta shit
Now take a Tic Tac and 'em like a hoe in the hood, bitch

Took my ho
They say never enough you know
I to have mo' but I'ma shake the spot infact
I just jacked his and his fo' so I can crack-a-lack

And straight anytime
It's only right you peeped the rhyme, I got to take
Check yo ass with the that stank
'Cus came to the game, ain't a damn thang changed

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

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

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

Nigga please, we kick it G'z
Puttin' down work when I lurk 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, get wrecked
Niggas get peeled back and chins get checked
Don't no love, boy, no apology
Kids fallin' for yo child 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 everything you start
And a damn thang changed

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to have the
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
'Cus I got the dope shit for and every set, next

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

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

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

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

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