Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Tha 'P' In It

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

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

So is it my turn again? Yeah, nigga yours
Oh, I done kick a funky verse for the Of course
Well, count down nigga to end for 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
right, so peep 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 how we do it, baby, yo Tree
So if the mack of the smack brings
To them perpetrators right, when they was right from the very start

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nothing has
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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 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 it like G'z
down work when I lurk don't even sneeze, fuck the Goldies
That's the Eastside way of getting chips
When your raise up chillin' the dogs and the rips

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

In 9 and 4, mindin' yo business is the bitch
Screamin', Watts riot, we ain't even a mess yet
Ya shouldn't with a weak heart
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
Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to have the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Up on line, that black 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 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 niggas 2-Tone, 2nd II None
Playa and Kam well, goddamn

Doin' it we do it, ain't nuttin' but trues to it
Rollin' with the funky 'P', I you knew it
'Cus it's but the best for the trues from the West Side
'Cus ain't nuttin' changed and you 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, Playa

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