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B.G.

Let's Get Funky

 

Let's Get Funky

(album: It's All On U, Vol. 1 - 1997)


[B.G.:]
Choppers with drums
Nigga thats how it comes
Assualt rifles, extended clips
Let you know where I'm from
The names chopper city
It's a city of niggas bout gettin funky wit' me
Keep they fingers on triggers
Let's roll wit' a pistol I get out of control
It's your family I put on rows, front row
I'ma 223 grabber
Bust or block hitter
Project kidnapper
Rookie nigga wig splitter
Make copies for the rapture
It's all on u nigga
Oh, I'm comin for the capture
What you wan' do nigga
Mystikals who I'm after
Grab yo' steel and shoot
I'ma kill [?] rapper
Lil Wayne, he bout it too
I'ma snatch if you got it
Told ya before ta' hide it
Told ya if you hide it
It's a must that I find it
Ride or die bitch
Chop or get chopped hoe
B.G. split or get split
Play tha game how it go
Shootin tha drop something
Glock or pop something
AK wit' fifty shots
I tote it too stop something
Make it happen you's the punk
I'll put you in the trunk
[?] you dunk nigga I bring funk

[Chorus x2]
[Lil Wayne:] Lets get funky wit' these niggas
[B.G.:] Grab the triggas and blast
[Lil Wayne:] Lets get filthy wit' these niggas
[B.G.:] Take they figures and dash
[Lil Wayne:] Lets get serious with these niggas
[B.G.:] Grab the K's and bust, it's ten for one trust
[Lil Wayne:] Retaliation Must

[Lil Wayne:]
Ah ah
Don't run yo' mouth enough for you to get back in me
My gun clap [?] start spinning and take many
Plenty of slugs hit you
Can you picture a young rapper
Fourteen [?] black master million dollar flapper
Watch me set it off wit' my sawed off jumpin
As I be when I be pumpin
Fronting gets you nothing
Runting catch a slug from the M-what'n
You ain't bout nating
Playa hater leave you bloody
It's money and rearer
Can't see clearly
But ya' still hear me
Four steps coming quickly
Can you feel me
Better kill me before you get done in
It's real dog
But I got that red mark so when you come in
Slugs something, seventeen up in the clip
I keeps extra highly tips for the crum rip
Should of chop-chop stop yo' whole block
Let's get funky, you want me, I thinks not
So much black clothing [?] you black-out
All the lights go out
That's when all yo fight come out
Bloody streaks to the UPT where you lays on
I praise on, think you plays on, it's stays gone
The things you lay on
I can't even pay on
You got it, better hide it
If you wanna keep it safe on
I rome to the top
That's my spot, my place
Jumping out a suitcase
Slugs chase to yo' face, ah

[Chorus x2]

[Lil' Wayne:]
Ah, ah, ah, ha
Now as I re-enter this scent and get into you
These three dots, I plot and spot, then I shoot
I keep a chopper under the medium Hilfiger
I throw back punks, coming out trunks to kill niggas
I spill niggas, on the real nigga I gets dirty
[?] dirty
I know you heard me
But you lied tonight
But you can't hide
It's written all over yo' face you easy to find
Niggas front, scars all over they chest be starting to shine
Like that Presidential Rolex reflex a million nine
Gimme 'dat, all 'dat, and all black, that's my atire
A tru rider, getting higher off uptown fire
Remember me, tha little G never died
Took one to the chest but the little G never died

[B.G.]
I'ma certified killer, million dollar nigger
Any kind of gun trigger, clicker, playa hater nigga flipper
Tangerie and juice sipper, disrespectin bitch flipper
I'm bout drama off the top
You know that's on the foreal-a
I get's loaded low down by a monkey
So call me donkey
Nigga think lame
He would want to know I gets funky
Beef kicked in a night parade
Uptown was deep
Nothing [?] bookoom be standing on feet
Now you know I run with ignorant niggas
All of 'em wild
Thousand of people out
Fuck that spraying the crowd
Ain't no time for doing backin down
From trigga play
Gotta closet of K's
Ready to do it anyday
Write grant after tenth
Black grant I was tenths
That's for Al and lil' Duga'
Four deep in each in spinning [?]
So twerk it up
Handle yo' business
Shoot or get shot
I hit blocks wit' glocks
Nigga, get or get got
In school I was a fool a young funky
But on the streets I used 2's
Nigga, I gets funky

[Chorus x2]

[Lil' Wayne & B.G. talk to end]

done

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