Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Funkdafied, artist - RBL Posse.
Date of issue: 03.01.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Funkdafied |
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 niggas 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 |
Cuz they can’t run up in this |
And it’s a daily routine my niggas 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 niggas 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 |
So uh, so uh, funkdafied, so funkdafied too funkdafied |
Well it’s the niggas from 4−1-5 |
In Frisco we kick it live |
The niggas 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 |
Cuz Too Short says there’s money in the ghetto |
But he forgot about two niggas packin beats like heat |
And if you don’t believe me come ask my neighbor |
Cuz we be bumpin this all day after day after day |
Knockin niggas out the box like quick it’s so thick |
That right boy ghetto ass shit |
And niggas tryin to know our business |
But really on the real they don’t know shit |
Gettin on my nerves |
Cuz 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 |