So you be hardcore With your hat to the back, 'bout the gats in your raps But I can't that hardcore appeal That screamin, baby, I'm dreamin'
This Christopher Williams, still some MC's got to feel one, caps I got to some To let know, that if you fuck with Big-and-Heavy I get up in that ass like a
Says Says me, The Lyrical sayin', "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle" Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along me Just for niggaz actin'
and stones break bones, but the gat'll kill you quicker Especially when I'm drunk off the Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' is to eat you niggaz like chocolates 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
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All I is bitches, big booty bitches Used to sell crack, so I stack my riches Now I gats, to stop all the snitches From stayin' in my business, what is
Relentless approach, to if I'm broke or not Just I joke and smoke a lot Don't I don't tote the glock Sixteen for my niggaz in the pen Until we motherfuckin' again
Huh, I'm rhymes now, fuck the crimes now on the ave, I'm real hard to find now 'Cause I'm knee deep in the In the Land Cruiser Jeep with the Mac-10 by the
For the jackers, the jealous ass in the I'll make you prove 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 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 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 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 place my head rests shot clip if a nigga wan' test
The rocket launcher, stomped ya as a motherfuckin' helicopter That's why I pack a nina, fuck a Beatin' motherfuckers Ike beat Tina
love, got to do When I'm all through your whole crew like bamboo, but I don't sling guns I got of funk, and it's sellin' by the tons
Niggaz wanna know, how I live the life money smoking mics like crack pipes It's type and plain to maintain I add a funk to the brain 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, 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, die for the funk ...