Luyện nghe bài hát Machine Gun Funk

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

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

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

Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat'll kill you
Especially I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, glocks is
Natural to eat you niggaz chocolates
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 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 want is bitches, big booty
Used to sell crack, so I 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
mean I don't tote the glock
Sixteen for my niggaz in the pen
we motherfuckin' meet again

Huh, I'm doin now, fuck the crimes now
Come on the ave, I'm real hard to now
I'm knee deep 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 that it's bulletproof
Hold ya head, 'cause when you hit the
I got gin, mad blunts, and suckin' dick
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 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 for the funk, I'll die for the funk

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

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

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

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

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