Luyện nghe bài hát Machine Gun Funk

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

This Christopher Williams, still some
MC's got to feel one, caps I got to some
To let niggaz know, that if you fuck Big-and-Heavy
I get up in that ass a wedgie

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

Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat'll you quicker
Especially when I'm 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 for the funk, I'll die for the funk
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 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

All I want is bitches, big bitches
Used to crack, so I could 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 I joke and smoke a lot
mean I don't tote the glock
Sixteen shots for my in the pen
we motherfuckin' meet again

Huh, I'm doin now, fuck the crimes now
Come on the ave, I'm hard to find now
'Cause I'm 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 prove that it's
Hold ya head, 'cause when you hit the
I got gin, mad blunts, and suckin' dick
The baby

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

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

So I guess you know the story, the rap-side,
How I smoked funk, smacked bitches on the
Bed-Stuy, the place where my rests
shot clip if a nigga wan' test

The rocket launcher, Biggie ya
as a motherfuckin' helicopter
That's why I pack a nina, fuck a
Beatin' motherfuckers Ike beat Tina

love, got to do
When I'm all through your whole crew
Strapped bamboo, but I don't sling guns
I got bags of funk, and sellin' by the tons

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

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