(feat. 2nd II None, 2-Tone, Hi-C, Kam, Playa Hamm)



[Guy 1]-Ay, ay ??

[Guy 2]-Ay man, what is it man?

[G1]-Who own the record man?

[G2]-Man, who the hell are you man? Walkin up on me lookin like you so 

broke, man, if it cost three cents to shit you'd have to throw up. You know 

who own the record.  Man, why don't you sit your ignorant ass down, man, and 

listen.



[Playa Hamm (DJ Quik)]

So is it my turn again? (Yeah nigga it's yours)

Oh I done kick a funky verse for the P-funk? (Of course)

Well count down nigga to end for these fakers

Bet we hit this time and we fade no takers

Who thought the funk was despondent out the Westside

Not be along for the ride (But it's only for the trees)

That's right, so peep the shot

And if I get it hot, baby I'ma rock the twat

Cus aint no party like a party in the Penthouse suite

And you know how we do it, baby, yo Tree

So if the mack of the smack brings fear

Them perpetrators right when they was cowards right from the very start

Pretendin theys the ones that true

But pimp who is they foolin? (Not me or you)

Fools confused, thinking we's on a decline

Cus we kicks the P's and tell 'em about the funk this time



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nothing has [scratches] gots to have the funk

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[2-Tone]

Comin at that ass again it don't stop

Bust a lean in yo 64 shift, take a hop to the top

Where the hustlas hang out

Endo remains to sprout; ?? knows what I'm talking about

And gets host from my block to your neighborhood

Tell 'em Quik when you know it's back to no good

I wish you would, cus I'm true to this gangsta shit

Now take a Tic Tac, and bust 'em like a hoe in the hood, bitch

Took my endz ho

They say it's never enough you know?

I gots to have mo'

But I'ma shake the spot infact

I just jacked his trick and his fo' so I can crack-a-lack

And straight P-funk anytime

It's only right you peeped the rhyme, I got to take mine

Check yo ass with the shit that stank

Cus 2-Tone came to the game, aint a damn thang changed



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[Kam]

It's the 1 to the 9 with the 9 to the 4

When I thought you knew the drill, but you still don't hear me though

Kam and Watts up, from the grass roots

No daisy duke shit, knockin crazy ass boots

Nigga please, we kick it like G'z

Puttin down work when I lurk don't even sneeze (Fuck the Goldies)

That's just the Eastside way of getting chips

When your raise up chillin with the dogs and the rips

New cars get tagged, ridas get wrecked

Niggas caps get peeled back, and chins get checked

Don't expect no love, boy, no apology

Kids aint fallin for yo child psychology

In 9 and 4 mindin yo business is the best bitch

Screamin 'Watts riot' we aint even made a mess yet

Ya shouldn't speak with a weak heart

You gots to finish everything you start

And aint a damn thang changed



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[Hi-C]

Now niggas transform like deceptive cons

We'll slice your ass up like Jeffrey Don

Quik drop bombs on the P-funk tip

Even though a nigga rap you'll still get that ass whipped

Please don't slip, aint a damn than changed

Numb yo ass up like some nova cane

Have you all fucked up like you smoked some loot

Hi-C still sippin pussy like soup

We got Kam, Hamm, New D, and Quik

And me myself, mista big dick

No I might not know which bitch that I want

But I know on thing I *scratch* 

From ya speaker and not from ya ass

Cus some of y'all bitches just wont take baths

Hand picked niggas just can't me tang

Cus we true to the game

And aint a damn thang changed



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nothing has [scratches] gots to have the funk

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[2nd II None: Gangsta D]

Can ya tell me? (Who that nigga flipped?)

Goddamn muthafucka it's the Gangsta D

Kickin shit for these niggas and all these bad necks

Cus I got the dope shit for each and every set

Next.. 



[2nd II None: KK]

Up on line it's that black ass K

I could never switch it for ya cus I'm still the same way

Me and D can flip the shit kick down a funky flow

We represent the (P-Funk)

You know what its stand for



[DJ Quik]

Now back up in yo ass again it's mista Quik and I clown

I got the shit that shake 'em down, break 'em down, take 'em down

And now that I'm

Chillin with niggas mista 2-Tone, 2nd II None, Playa Hamm and Kam well 

Goddamn

Doin it like we do it, aint nuttin but trues to it

Rollin with the funky 'P' I thought you knew it

Cus it's nothin but the best

For the trues from the West.. Side

Cus aint nuttin changed and you know that's right



[General Jeff]

Yeah, this is General Jeff

Bringin up the real

Lettin ya know we representin with a all-start line up for that ass

Peep this out

We got Quik, 2nd II None, Hi-C, Playa Hamm, 2-Tone and that nigga Kam

If that don't move your ass I don't know what will

But no matter what, you gots to keep the P in it

That's mandatory, baby, cus aint nuttin changed