Ahehah, guess who mother******s? [I don't give a *************, my attitude is Gotti]
Yeah [And I'm hard to love, cause I don't love nobody]
Hell nah [All I give a ************* about is music and ***] [A fifth of Remi Martin and some big fat checks]
Yeahhhhh!
Hahahah Back up in this mother****** for the n-fin
And this one is dedicated, to the
Westside of the
Tree Four hundred block, you know what
I'm sayin?
And this is
STILL Eiht
Killa And ************* all his old scary ass homeboys too
Yeah Nineteen ninety-one
Just when all these other rappers seem to be fallin by the wayside
We put a team together and came out with some of that ol fonky *************t
But during the course of then and now
Some of my homeboys went
Hollywood, now
I ain't gon say no names
But they know who the *************
I'm talkin to
And it's all to the good, cause this is
STILL P-Funk on mine, huh *singing*
Street level, street level, street level
Quik is funkin that street level
Now you can play like you don't know what the *************
I'm talkin about
But you know what's happenin, ************* *singing*
Street level, street level, street level
Quik is funkin that street level
Hell yeah
Uhh Now it's nineteen ninety-five
But we've been on the scene for a minute, you know what
I'm sayin
And I come to realize one mother************* thing
And it's some real *************t (yes it is)
That fonk without with the
P, just ain't fonky enough for me
See you gots to keep tha
P in it, cause that's the only way they gon really understand it
You know what the *************
I'm sayin?
Hell yeah, heheh *singing*
Street level, street level, street level
Quik is funkin that street level
Cause fo'hundred block is in this mother******
Fo'ever, *************!
So ************* all you old mark ass *************z
Hmm And now...