Let's Get Funky Lyrics - Singles - 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 you 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 killer not a 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 somethin' 

Glock or pop somethin' 

AK wit' fifty shots 

I tote it too stop somethin' 

Make it happen you's the punk 

I'll put you in the trunk??????? you dunk nigga I bring funk 

repeat 2X 

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[Wayne] Lets get funky wit' these niggas 

[B.G.] Grab the triggas and blast 

[Wayne] Lets get filthy wit' these niggas 

[B.G.] Take they figures and dash 

[Wayne] Lets get serious with these niggas 

[B.G.] Grab the K's and bust, it's ten for one trust 

[Wayne] Retaliation a must 

Ah ah 

Don't run yo' mouth enough for you to get back in me 

My gun clap?? start spinnin' 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 

Frontin' gets you nothin' 

Runtin' catch a slug from the M-what'n 

You ain't bout natin' 

Playa hater leave you bloody 

It's money and rearer 

Can't see clearly 

But ya' still hear me 

Four steps comin' 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 somethin', 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 

Jumpin' out a suitcase 

Slugs chase to yo' face, ah 

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, comin' out trunks to kill niggas 

I spill niggas, on the real nigga I gets dirty?????? area???????? 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, gettin' higher off uptown fire 

Remember me, tha little G never died 

Took one to the chest but the little G never died 

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 

Nothin'???? bookoom be standin' on feet 

Now you know I run with ignorant niggas 

All of 'em wild 

Thousand of people out 

Fuck that sprayin' the crowd 

Ain't no time for doin' 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 spinnin'?? 

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 

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