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 feel that hardcore appeal
you're screamin, baby, I'm dreamin'

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

Says Says me, The Lyrical
sayin', "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle"
Left the drugs alone, the thugs along with me
for niggaz actin' shifty

Sticks and break bones, but the gat'll kill you quicker
Especially when I'm drunk off the
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' is
Natural to eat you niggaz chocolates
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, 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, die for the funk
I live for the funk, die for the funk
I live for the funk, die for the funk

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The rocket launcher, stomped ya
High as a helicopter
That's why I pack a nina, a misdeameanor
motherfuckers like Ike beat 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 wanna know, how I the mack life
Making money smoking mics crack pipes
It's simple and plain to maintain
I add a funk 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 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 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
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