Luyện nghe bài hát Machine Gun Funk

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

This ain't Christopher Williams, some
MC's got to feel one, I got to peel some
To let niggaz know, if you fuck with Big-and-Heavy
I get up in that ass like a

Says who? Says me, The
sayin', "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle"
Left the alone, took the thugs along with me
Just for niggaz shifty

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

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 for the funk, I'll 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

All I is bitches, big booty bitches
to sell crack, so I could stack my riches
Now I pack gats, to stop all the
From stayin' in my business, what is

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

Huh, I'm rhymes now, fuck the crimes now
on the ave, I'm real hard to find now
'Cause I'm knee in the beats
In the Land Cruiser Jeep the Mac-10 by the seats

For the jackers, the ass crackers in the
I'll make you prove that bulletproof
Hold ya head, when you hit the bricks
I got gin, mad blunts, and suckin' dick
The funk

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

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

The launcher, Biggie stomped ya
High as a helicopter
why I pack a nina, fuck a misdeameanor
Beatin' motherfuckers like Ike Tina

love, got to do
When I'm rippin' all through your crew
like bamboo, but I don't sling guns
I got bags of funk, and sellin' by the tons

Niggaz know, how I live the mack life
Making money smoking like crack pipes
type simple and plain to maintain
I add a little to the brain
The baby

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