Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Tha 'P' In It

Ay, ay
Ay man, what is it
Who own the record
Man, who the are you man?

Walkin' up on me man, like you so broke, man
If it cost three to shit, you'd have to throw up
You who own the record
Man, why don't you sit your ignorant ass down, man and

So is it my turn again? Yeah, it's yours
Oh, I done kick a funky verse for the P-funk? Of
Well, down nigga to end for these fakers
Bet we hit this time and we no takers

Who thought the funk was out the Westside
Not be along for the ride but it's only for the
right, so peep the shot
And if I get it hot, baby, I'ma rock the

'Cus ain't no party a party in the Penthouse suite
And you know how we do it, baby, yo
So if the mack of the smack fear
To them perpetrators right, when they was cowards right from the very

Pretendin' theys the ones that
But who is they foolin'? Not me or you
Fools confused, thinkin' we's on a
we kicks the P's and tell 'em about the funk this time

Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk
Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to have the

has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk
Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk

Comin' at ass again, it don't stop
Bust a lean in yo 64 shift, a hop to the top
the hustlas hang out
Endo remains to sprout, [Incomprehensible] knows I'm talking about

And gets from my block to your neighborhood
Tell 'em Quik, when you know it's back to no
I wish you would I'm true to this gangsta shit
Now take a Tic Tac and 'em like a hoe in the hood, bitch

my endz ho
They say it's never enough you
I gots to have mo' but I'ma shake the infact
I just jacked his and his fo' so I can crack-a-lack

And straight anytime
It's only right you peeped the rhyme, I got to mine
Check yo ass the shit that stank
'Cus 2-Tone came to the game, a damn thang changed

has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk
Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to have the

Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to have the
Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to have the

It's the 1 to the 9 the 9 to the 4
When I you knew the drill but you still don't hear me though
Kam and Watts up, from The Roots
No daisy duke shit, knockin' crazy ass

Nigga please, we it like G'z
down work when I lurk don't even sneeze, fuck the Goldies
That's the Eastside way of getting chips
When your raise up chillin' with the dogs and the

New get tagged, ridas get wrecked
Niggas caps get peeled and chins get checked
Don't expect no love, boy, no
Kids ain't fallin' for yo psychology

In 9 and 4, mindin' yo business is the best
Screamin', Watts riot, we ain't even a mess yet
Ya speak with a weak heart
You got to finish everything you
And ain't a thang changed

has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk
Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to have the

Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to have the
Nothing has
(Nothing has)
Got to have the

Now transform like deceptive cons
We'll slice your ass up Jeffrey Don
Quik bombs on the P-funk tip
Even though a nigga rap, you'll get that ass whipped

don't slip, ain't a damn than changed
Numb yo ass up like some nova
Have you all fucked up like you smoked some
Hi-C still sippin' pussy soup

We got Kam, Hamm, New D and
And me myself, Mista Big
No I might not know which bitch that I
But I on thing, I got to have the funk

From ya and not from ya ass
'Cus some of y'all just won't take baths
Hand picked niggas, just me tang
'Cus we to the game and ain't a damn thang changed

has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to have the
has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk

has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to have the
has changed
(Nothing has)
Got to the funk

Can ya tell me? Who that nigga
muthafucka, it's the Gangsta D
Kickin' shit for these niggas and all these bad
I got the dope shit for each and every set, next

Up on line, it's black ass K
I could never switch it for ya 'cus I'm still the way
Me and D can flip the shit, kick a funky flow
We represent the P-Funk, you know what it for

Now back up in yo ass again, mista Quik and I clown
I got the shit that 'em down
Break 'em down, take 'em and now that I'm
with niggas mista 2-Tone, 2nd II None
Playa and Kam well, goddamn

Doin' it like we do it, nuttin' but trues to it
Rollin' with the funky 'P', I thought you it
'Cus it's nothin' but the for the trues from the West Side
'Cus ain't changed and you know that's right

Yeah, this is Jeff, bringin' up the rear
ya know we representin'
With a all-start up for that ass, peep this out
We got Quik, 2nd II None, Hi-C, Playa

and that nigga Kam
If that don't move your ass, I don't know what
But no matter what, you to keep the P in it
That's mandatory, 'cus ain't nuttin' changed