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Why You Wanna Funk?

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Dere's no time for dem future

Come short wit me 9 milimeter

Body beater doesn't pick up

Fully automatic collar point beater uh

Dere's no time for dem future

Come short wit me 9 milimeter

Body beater doesn't pick up

Fully automatic collar point beater uh

Another whole f**king clip and break down a n***a body

Don't think I'm bad no boxing and no karate

Just a down ass n***a that you think you know

But you don't know is that I like to see you die real slow

So pull that motherf**ker out and you'll be buried somewhere

S p i c e 1 of niggas' worst nightmare

I set the game from the killers I knew back in the past

And I'm telling you if you f**k with me it's a slug for your ass

Ain't no more piling up your faces

Cause niggas be acting like bitches

Pull a strap and don't use it n***a that ain't smart

I know some niggas that'll take that kind of shit to heart

Like me bring it back e'rybody die

Spread fireworks make it look just like the 4th July

Have a sit leave it laminated on the shelf

Even though I'd rather do the shit by myself

Why you wanna funk when you ain't gotta chance

Don't make me have to make that call aah aah

Why you wanna go and pull a strap up out'cha pants

When you know you ain't gon' shoot at all no no

Things are kinda cruel on the streets

Shit ain't nobody really tried to fake me

But it seems nobody wants to f**k with me

Why is that I had no son enemies

I got rid of every last motherf**ker

For the simple fact I can't trust a

Nathan in this motherf**king outfit

You come my way so ya have to die b***h

I make em lay down I gotta playground full of hard head

Beanie capped triple fag goose wearing

Wanna catch me loose staring at a barrel

Chances get narrow when I'm maskless bearing thangs set to blast this

Enemy provider fool I'm a ridah wit a driver

Keep the uzi click switched on saliva

Neither you or crew that you pumping

Wanna see the big dogg about nutting

Flow a matic automatic n***a to my 9

Paper chasing I'm heavy on the mine

Every now and then a nut feels a bit dainty

Hoes by the dozens they really can't stand me

Swing my way you get your dome sprayed

n***a rock f**ked around and became my best friend

Every now and then I yell get the urge to floggy

Like every now and then I yell call my daddy boss

Why you wanna funk when you ain't gotta chance

Don't make me have to make that call aah aah

Why you wanna go and pull a strap up out'cha pants

When you know you ain't gon' shoot at all no no

Eminate money over hoes mistood a man named xena spokes and vogues

Go on a rampage beanie smokes and clothes

Drunk as a funk wild Irish rose

Graveyard don't track n***a might as well

Put in some overtime make that scrilla get some el

Late night greedy gut major clientel

Money hungry same draw same rapper will

Blaow biddy bye bye bye bye s p I I I

Love to do adrive by

Reach out reach out and touch a motherf**ker

With my nickel plated chrome have you foaming at the mouth

When I fill your ass to the rim like brim

I got slugs for you one for you and one for all of them

How could you play me like a b***h I ain't no sucker

I put slugs in nigga's arms chests legs motherf**ker

Why you wanna funk when you ain't gotta chance

Don't make me have to make that call aah aah

Why you wanna go and pull a strap up out'cha pants

When you know you ain't gon' shoot at all no no

Why you wanna go and pull a strap up out'cha pants

When you know that you ain't gon' shoot

Why you wanna go and pull a strap up out'cha pants

When you know that you ain't gon' shoot

Why You Wanna Funk? de Spice 1 – Letras & Covers