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