Текст песни Notorious B.I.G. - Machine Gun Funk, слова песни Notorious B.I.G.

Текст песни Notorious B.I.G. - Machine Gun Funk

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Verse One: So you wanna be hardcore With your hat to the back, talkin bout the gats in your raps But I can`t feel that hardcore appeal that you`re screamin, baby I`m dreamin This ain`t Christopher Williams, still someMC`s got to feel one, caps I got to peel some To let niggaz know... that if you fuck with Big-and-Heavy I get up in that ass like a wedgieSays who? Says me, the lyrical Niggaz sayin, "Biggie off the street, it`s a miracle" Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me Just for niggaz actin shifty Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat`ll kill you quicker Especially when I`m drunk off the liquor Smokin funk by the boxes, packin glocks is natural to eat you niggaz like chocolates The funk baby Chorus (repeats 8X) "I live for the funk, I`ll die for the funk" (LOTUG, Chief Rocka) Verse Two: 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 niggaz 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 (car sirens) I`ll make you prove that it`s bulletproof Hold ya head, cause when you hit the bricks I got gin, mad blunts, and bitches suckin dick The funk baby Repeat chorus Verse Three: So I guess you know the story, the rap-side, crack-side How I smoked funk, smacked bitches on the backside Bed-Stuy, the place where my head rests Fifty shot clip if a nigga wan` test The rocket launcher, Biggie stomped ya High as a motherfuckin helicopter That`s why I pack a nina, fuck a misdeameanor Beatin motherfuckers like Ike beat Tina [What`s Love, Got to Do] when I`m rippin all through your whole crew Strapped like bamboo, but I don`t sling guns I got bags of funk, and it`s sellin by the tons Niggaz wanna know, how I live the mack life Making money smoking mics like crack pipesIt`s type simple and plain to maintain I add a little funk to the brain The funk baby Repeat chorus

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