Them niggas always comin' with that play, You want some real drama, why don't you bring that shit our way? Cuz I'm a Baby Gangsta down for that street funk
x [Ms. Tee] Niggas in wheel chairs, half dead as it is [B.G.] T-shirts wit pictures representin dead peers 9 millimeters, glock, pump Ride guns, all that start funk
me Out that 13, straped up he ride or die wit' me I was in the 'Nolia, lookin' for that killa guerilla I know my nigga gangsta got it on wild willa Uptown
AK wit' fifty shots I tote it too stop somethin' Make it happen you's the punk I'll put you in the trunk ??? ???? you dunk nigga I bring funk Chorus
: (feat. U.N.L.V.) [Redman:] Funk doc in the fuckin building, Nigga [Intro: U.N.L.V.] We right back at ya When ya see this shit comin B.G. and U.N.
doing bad Uptown (Chorus) What the fuck is it keepin' me Uptown doing bad? Is it the dime bags or is it the nickel bags? What the fuck is it keepin' me Uptown
take his advice, he one of the old G's on Valence street Funk and Clarence upstate, but hey gon' touch down Soon as ya thinkin, think hustlin down uptown
nuh goh weh scare Ah nuh assassin nor spraga teen From me ah youth An ah goh da skool Inna gabardine Teacha's ah line up Waiting for the daggering Uptown
Hes-i-tant G, that's what you better be Step to me, catch a buckshot, whattup blood claat? It's Big Ill, with the uptown connection Flexin in my section
: (Pump funk fo the people) Yeah Come around my way Come around my way It's the Big Ill with the Al (This is for the homies) [VERSE 1: Al Skratch
beings Seen through the eyes of the one foreseeing Funkin em up, come on to the right I'm funkin em up, come on to the left The Uptown Connect gonna funk
sons It don't matter where you're born and bred We're callin' on everyone Who want to put a little tonk in their country Put a little funk in the groove
gudda gudd, streets, drizzy, drake, tyga tyga Or all the above But no fallin in love We just fuck until we fall out and we fall asleep You wanna uptown
, with tha pump, with your chest and your face I'm a bloodhound... I ain't lyin', I'm thugged out! I'm from uptown... and that ain't no Beverly Hills
fake the funk up there I met my Cherie Amour in Harlem Back to the Harlem Apollo Nights in Harlem They don't let you fake the funk up there Tonight I
m offendin neighbors Runnin my label out an old Winnebago nigga! [Chorus: Melanie Rutherford] Ooooooh, shoulda knewwwww That we gon' briiiiing, that funk
Funk Doc here to pay a little visit to ya I heard them niggaz in The Bricks get smoked a lot I heard them niggaz out in Brooklyn get smoked a lot I heard them niggaz all Uptown
it off jock, I light a blunt for my nigga D That's doin three pack, now where I get the hash at You can't fuck with my funk cause my funk is kinda abstract
