"I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" "I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk" All I want is bitches, big-booty bitches Used to sell crack so I could stack my riches Now I pack gats to stop all the snitches From stayin' in my business, what is this? Relentless approach to know if I'm broke or not Just 'cause I joke and smoke a lot Don't mean I don't tote the Glock Sixteen shots for my niggas in the pen Until we motherfuckin' meet again, huh I'm doin' rhymes now, fuck the crimes now Come on the Ave, I'm real hard to find now 'Cause I'm knee-deep in the beats In the Land Cruiser Jeep with the MAC-10 by the seats For the jackers, the jealous-ass crackers in the (blue suits) I'll make you prove that it's bulletproof Hold your head 'cause when you hit the bricks I got gin, mad blunts, and bitches suckin' dick The funk, baby
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