Ahehah, who motherfuckers? I give a fuck, my attitude is Gottiyeah And I'm hard to love, cause I don't love nah All I a fuck about is music and sex A of Remi Martin and some big fat checks
Yeahhhhh! up in this motherfucker for the n-fin And one is dedicated, to the west side of the tree Four block, you know what I'm sayin? And this is Eiht Killa And fuck all his old scary ass too Nineteen when all these other rappers seem to be fallin by the wayside We put a team together and came out with of that 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 know who the I'm talkin to And it's all to the good, cause this is P-Funk on mine, huh
level, street level, street level Quik is that street level
Now you can play you don't know what the fuck I'm talkin about But you what's happenin, nigga
Street level, level, street level Quik is funkin street level
yeah Uhh Now it's nineteen But been on the scene for a minute, you know what I'm sayin And I come to realize one motherfuckin And it's some real (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? Hell yeah,
level, street level, street level Quik is funkin that street
Cause fo' block is in this motherfucker Fo'ever, So all you old mark ass niggaz Hmm And now