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Funkdafied Lyrics - Singles - Rbl Posse

Intro: 

Ah, yeah in the mothafuckin house Black C and Mr. Cee from the 

mothafuckin Posse this is straight out the mothafuckin lab, you know 

what I'm sayin, the funk lab that is and we run this shit like this. 

 

(Black C) 

This some shit you can't fuck with out the funk lab 

We got some game for you niggaz in big fat slabs 

Like a pound or a key a G you can't be 

Who the fuck you tryin to be and that G is me 

We sucka-free a mothafuckin menace 

Coppers on the block but they hot 

'cause they can't run up in this 

And it's a daily routine my niggaz on the scene 

Slangin that chronic and the cream 

Ya know it's nothin but the funk 

It's nothin but the funk that we want 

And the bass to make the speakers bump 

I heard that cash rules everything around 

And niggaz from my hood nowday is livin foul 

See I'm from the concrete jungle 

And it's like a jungle sometimes that makes me wonder 

How I keep from going under 

(I'm so funkdafied) 

But I can't do a damn thing if I ain't got a 9 to 5 

It seems I got no hope 

I gotta slang dope I'm tryin to do this rap thing 

and I'm still broke 

But this time we tryin to come tighter than the last time 

Nationwide coming funkdafied 

 

(chorus) 

So uh, so uh, funkdafied, so funkdafied too funkdafied 

(2x) 

 

Well it's the niggaz from 4-1-5 

In Frisco we kick it live 

The niggaz who make my nine 

The playaz who took the time 

To come with this funky shit 

To get you hoes on our dick 

The shit to get trunks shit 

The shit that makes niggas split 

'cause Too Short says there's money in the ghetto 

But he forgot about two niggaz packin beats like heat 

And if you don't believe me come ask my neighbor 

'cause we be bumpin this all day after day after day 

Knockin niggaz out the box like quick it's so thick 

That right boy ghetto ass shit 

And niggaz tryin to know our business 

But really on the real they don't know shit 

Gettin on my nerves 

'cause everyone claims they know us from the baller to the bump by the curb 

But they don't know K-Y 

But know this, that I'm, so funkdafied