Luyện nghe bài hát Funk Session

The fucking funk seesion is about to begin
Crowd around, ladies and crowd around
The funk is about to begin
When I say session, i ain't talking about George Clinton
I love nigger though
I ain't talking about James and Sly Stone
I'm not talking about fucking the Time and Prince
(What you about?)
We talking about funk 96 style
96 Funk mean a thing
That means you at my woman, and I'm stepping to you
And you about to pull out the gat and try to blow a nigger's out

You see we can't along cause we just want to
You the game and my crew will just stomp you
And sing the ripper, we say oh well
And the white man keeps on building more
I know the system ain't to fool with
you locked up all my homies that I went to school with
And I know well you got my name on the list
Cause I'm the one that called daughter a bitch
Just a black man doin good, you do me
Before you ban rap you need to ban them violent
Gangsta rap causes crime, Tyson wrecked the system
Larry Hoover ran a gang in can't forget
Malcom X taught us knowledge, Martin Luther for peace
And every day black men dead in the street
So where's the education, in the hood
Peace to the muslims cause they're doing good
They're never up, on the black folks
We need to buy our own and try to stack dough
Get rich if you want to, I ain't trying to you
If Robert Gold want some funk him come through
It's been a long night but we're still funky
Who opened up the cage and let out the
I heard it she said it, "You just a dogg Short
them G's out in South Side Chicago"
I said that's right hoe, I'm from the O
And I will never spend my on a six-fo
performance, is what I'm riding
I got the game from Oakland so I never siding
I'm money in this criminal's country
Hoe's show me because my pimping's so lovely
I'm not a role model, you trying to mack her
first I am player and second I'm a rapper
Third I'm a big ass baller
Top notch on my beeper but I won't call her
Cause I got one with me, And I'm a till I die
Don't be to them snitches, you'll get sent on a lie
Doing time in the pen for backstabbing
I wonder what would happen if catch em
You burn his with a big lighter, get the gasoline
And he'll be smoking like a mother fucking fiend
Nowaday's they like to kill your crew
For coming to the party and stepping on a
He said excuse me, but it wasn't
So now you to take his punk ass outside
So you can hit him, and him
Let his momma bury him in a that don't fit 'em
You give an F-U-C-K
So fuck him
Didn't have to shoot him, just out and stuck him
Knife up and all around in his gut
in his blood looked down and said "What's up?"
What's up nigger, G tell 'em like Treach

coast niggers are the craziest
And coast niggers are the craziest
And down south niggers are the
It like all american niggers are the craziest
It done got out of
We don't drink potion at the white mother fucking masses
Immediate and cooked up for us and now we each other
Remember me all, I want everybody to look
Yo this is Shock G from Underground
I you to look back right now
We rolling with the Crew
I you to look back when I said
Y'all that shit when I said, I said ah
America, Get busy Humpty
The red the white the and the blue and red for crips and bloods
The white for whose got you time
We busting caps on one another and it never
You know it stops
But you know, that Shock's been searching for
Who can like Malcom and Farahkan
To straighten you out

Shit call me MC Blowfish
Back when Digital Underground first
Say, I was running the thing, say
The me MC Blowfish hey
Yeah, and I a little thing like this
I say, I say, I say, I say
check me out
I say, I say
Now follow as I slip into that butter
This is the part Shock takes heart and leaves you vision blurry
So try to focus on my
I suggest that you in a telescope
As I come hella rythem
Move to your television
Get look just like that hooker catch Jay ism
Even with my vocals for ears, you still couldn't see me though
As I flavor rub this vidy like
I'm slanging them and verbs
You couldn't see me with
I guess I'm just a little different cause I do love them
maybe not the same way I love my niggeros
Cause I it when they say something fly
The ill caps me laugh till I cry
Some frys and some and it's on
All night
I love to see my homies strong
But then that cook that cloudy cookbook
Rains salts on brother's sunny day
I'm wondering if we're really happy here with this lonely G game we