Ahehah, who motherfuckers? I give a fuck, my attitude is Gottiyeah And I'm hard to love, cause I don't nobodyhell nah All I a fuck about is music and sex A fifth of Remi and some big fat checks
Yeahhhhh! Back up in this motherfucker for the And this one is dedicated, to the west side of the Four hundred block, you know I'm sayin? And this is still Killa And fuck all his old ass homeboys too Nineteen Just when all these other rappers seem to be fallin by the We put a team together and came out with some of ol fonky shit But during the of then and now Some of my homeboys went Hollywood, now I ain't gon say no But they who the fuck I'm talkin to And all to the good, cause this is still P-Funk on mine, huh
level, street level, street level Quik is funkin street level
Now you can play like you don't know what the I'm talkin about But you know what's happenin,
Street level, street level, level Quik is that street level
yeah Uhh Now it's ninety-five But we've been on the for a minute, you know what I'm sayin And I come to realize one thing And some real shit (yes it is) That fonk without with the P, just funky enough for me See you to keep tha P in it, cause that's the only way They gon understand it You know what the fuck I'm Hell yeah,
level, street level, street level Quik is funkin that street
Cause fo' hundred block is in this Fo'ever, So all you old mark ass niggaz Hmm And now