Luyện nghe bài hát Machine Gun Funk

So you wanna be
With your hat to the back, talkin' 'bout the gats in your
But I can't feel that appeal
That screamin, baby, I'm dreamin'

This ain't Christopher Williams, still
got to feel one, caps I got to peel some
To let niggaz know, that if you fuck with
I get up in that ass a wedgie

Says who? me, The Lyrical
Niggaz sayin', "Biggie off the street, a miracle"
Left the drugs alone, the thugs along with me
Just for niggaz actin'

and stones break bones, but the gat'll kill you quicker
Especially when I'm off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, glocks is
Natural to eat you niggaz like
The funk

I live for the funk, die for the funk
I for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I live for the funk, die for the funk
I for the funk, I'll die for the funk

I live for the funk, I'll die for the
I live for the funk, die for the funk
I for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I for the funk, I'll die for the funk

All I want is bitches, big bitches
to sell crack, so I could stack my riches
Now I gats, to stop all the snitches
From stayin' in my business, is this?

Relentless approach, to if I'm broke or not
'cause I joke and smoke a lot
Don't mean I tote the glock
Sixteen for my niggaz in the pen
we motherfuckin' meet again

Huh, I'm doin rhymes now, the crimes now
Come on the ave, I'm real hard to now
'Cause I'm knee deep in the
In the Land Jeep with the Mac-10 by the seats

For the jackers, the jealous ass in the
I'll you prove that it's bulletproof
Hold ya head, when you hit the bricks
I got gin, mad blunts, and bitches dick
The funk

I live for the funk, die for the funk
I live for the funk, I'll die for the
I live for the funk, die for the funk
I live for the funk, die for the funk

I live for the funk, I'll die for the
I live for the funk, I'll die for the
I live for the funk, die for the funk
I live for the funk, I'll die for the

So I guess you the story, the rap-side, crack-side
How I smoked funk, smacked on the backside
Bed-Stuy, the where my head rests
Fifty shot clip if a nigga wan'

The rocket launcher, Biggie ya
as a motherfuckin' helicopter
That's why I a nina, fuck a misdeameanor
motherfuckers like Ike beat Tina

love, got to do
When I'm rippin' all through whole crew
Strapped like bamboo, but I sling guns
I got of funk, and it's sellin' by the tons

Niggaz know, how I live the mack life
money smoking mics like crack pipes
It's type and plain to maintain
I add a little to the brain
The funk

I for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I for the funk, I'll die for the funk

I live for the funk, I'll die for the
I live for the funk, die for the funk
I for the funk, I'll die for the funk
I live for the funk, die for the funk
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