Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Tha 'P' In It

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

Walkin' up on me man, lookin' you so broke, man
If it three 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 Yeah, nigga it's yours
Oh, I done kick a funky verse for the Of course
Well, count down to end for these fakers
Bet we hit this and we fade no takers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And straight anytime
It's only right you peeped the rhyme, I got to mine
Check yo ass the shit 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 the funk

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

It's the 1 to the 9 the 9 to the 4
When I thought you the drill but you still don't hear me though
Kam and Watts up, The Grass Roots
No duke shit, knockin' crazy ass boots

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 the funk

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

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

Up on line, that black ass K
I could switch it for ya 'cus I'm still the same way
Me and D can flip the shit, down a funky flow
We the P-Funk, you know what it stand for

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

it like we do it, ain't nuttin' but trues to it
Rollin' with the funky 'P', I you knew it
'Cus it's nothin' but the best for the trues the West Side
'Cus ain't changed and you know 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, Hamm

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