come on with the funk thang
come on with the funk thang
come on with the funk thang
come on with the funk thang
even if you came through the party with some ass
don't need no cash with the vip pass
in your pocket or your purse
raps an addiction such as pulp fiction
no walking with no limping
sticking to my player script suckas keep trippin' slippin'
that's what the people want me
that you act that player hatin' copycat
you talk down on a player track
if you wonder how i got the boss game
you get out if you just could
players and pushers on the corner block
you should see all the money that you can clock
and the melody is written just for you and me
it ain't nothin' but a feelin' that we choose
ain't no funk like funk this way in the bay
where all the real players parlay
toast the ass not the glass and we outie
it really ain't no stoppin'
ain't nothin' like the ghetto
shot callers and i'm the force
passports for a scrapper it goes nation wide
and about that root of all evil it might just cost your life
with all these freaks and hoes
i got to go check out that west coast thang