04 machine gun funk Lyrics

So you wanna be hardcore
With your hat to the back, talkin bout the gats in your raps
But I cant feel that hardcore appeal
That youre screamin, baby Im dreamin
This aint christopher williams, still some
Mcs got to feel one, caps I got to peel some
To let n____z know... that if you f___ with big-and-heavy
I get up in that a__ like a wedgie
Says who? says me, the lyrical
n____z sayin, biggie off the street, its a miracle
Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me
Just for n____z actin shifty
Sticks and stones break bones, but the gatll kill you quicker
Especially when Im drunk off the liquor
Smokin funk by the boxes, packin glocks is
Natural to eat you n____z like chocolates
The funk baby

Chorus (repeats 8x)

I live for the funk, Ill die for the funk (lotug, chief rocka)

Verse two:

All I want is b____es, big booty b____es
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 Im broke or not
Just cause I joke and smoke a lot
Dont mean I dont tote the glock
Sixteen shots for my n____z in the pen
Until we m_________in meet again
Huh, Im doin rhymes now, f___ the crimes now
Come on the ave, Im real hard to find now
Cause Im knee deep in the beats
In the land cruiser jeep with the mac-10 by the seats
For the jackers, the jealous a__ crackers in the (car sirens)
Ill make you prove that its bulletproof
Hold ya head, cause when you hit the bricks
I got gin, mad blunts, and b____es suckin d___
The funk baby

Repeat chorus

Verse three:

So I guess you know the story, the rap-side, crack-side
How I smoked funk, smacked b____es on the backside
Bed-stuy, the place where my head rests
Fifty shot clip if a n____ wan test
The rocket launcher, biggie stomped ya
High as a m_________in helicopter
Thats why I pack a nina, f___ a misdeameanor
Beatin m_________ers like ike beat tina
[whats love, got to do]
When Im rippin all through your whole crew
Strapped like bamboo, but I dont sling guns
I got bags of funk, and its sellin by the tons
n____z wanna know, how I live the mack life
Making money smoking mics like crack pipes
Its type simple and plain to maintain
I add a little funk to the brain
The funk baby

Repeat chorus