Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Respect, artist - Funk Flex. Album song The Tunnel, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Respect |
| Funkflex |
| Big kap |
| Cash money |
| LIL WAYNE: |
| Even if I don’t get no taller |
| I’m a always be a c.m.b baller |
| Wanted for manslaughter |
| They call me quick drawer |
| Weezie 2 pistols |
| I bought me a revolver |
| A «k» and 2 missles look |
| I’m ready for war |
| But do you fell the same!!! |
| Look come swim in my water |
| Tangle wit lil wayne |
| Brah you must be retarda |
| Don’t know bout my niggas!!! |
| I’m a 17 off ya |
| Runnin with gurillas |
| Life’s group is my big brotha |
| Thugged out and ready |
| But just a lil shorta |
| But gangsta like joe pesci get ready to cock it and let it |
| Cut a nigga like mashedee’s |
| Turn em to confetti (all gone) |
| They want it raw dogg so give em all hair |
| Dressed up in camoflauge |
| Me juve in a v12 |
| Just duck tape the nigga |
| Throw his body in the lake |
| I ain’t like him anyway cause the nigga too fake |
| I take respect nigga (ya playin the wrong one) |
| I’ll break ya neck nigga (ya playin wit da wrong gun) |
| I use k’s to wet niggas (i'm spraying da whole room) |
| Better watch you back nigga (lil one that’s a wrap) |
| JUVENILE: |
| My worries was to get paid and double my earn |
| Go at it don’t be affraid |
| And keep on burning |
| Don’t let it go to my head and take care of my children |
| Stay outta all of that bullshit |
| And change my appearence |
| I fears no muthafucka I’m a man ya know |
| Ya want beef but I choose it with the calicoes |
| MAGNOLIA MY HOME |
| And it’s gon always be |
| You get a tresspassing charge when you fuckin with me |
| And it won’t be the police when it’s bringing you down |
| It will be a whole bunch of niggas that’s banging them rounds |
| Tearing it down |
| How that 3rd ward uptown |
| Fuckin around, got a nigga stuck, what now!!! |
| We could do this shit, pursue this shit ya know |
| We knew this shit, went through this shit befoe |
| Blood thicker than water and that’s all the time |
| You takes |
| Nothing from me cause I’m a war for mine |
| I play the game realer than the average killer |
| On the streets |
| Ain’t no way I could have a bitch nigga thinking I’m weak |
| I tote heat |
| So be prepared to release ya herd me (ya herd me) |
| Play myself, she slipped and the busta served me (uh-uh) |
| I rips it up, hit ya block, lift the bitch up |
| Tell me what else could I do besides down or get drowned |
| That’s why when I’m off in drama I goes out |
| Come in ya house |
| Click clack in ya baby mama’s mouth |
| That’s what it’s about if ya doubt that |
| In the projects with ya head chopped where ya found at |
| I DID THAT |
| I’m a nigga that be squeezing the trigga at random |
| Nabbin niggas we call ho busta’s for ransom |
| They don’t call they people up tell em I blast em |
| That’s how it go in the game |
| Fuckin right I blast them |
| I’m a fool with that black 9 eh |
| And I got a click that’s full of soldiers |
| Coming in that water behind me, NO RESPECT FOR YA BITCH |