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