nightexpress
This goes to these buck ass niggas who be startin' that funk
Just spread yo' Glock and start to pop
'N Lay them lemmas in the trunk
A buck ass nigga from The Crest
Who grew up breakin' da law
I started stompin' heads
I had to stop, because I know that's so raw
For all ya niggas goin' funky, throw yo' sets in da air
And keep these bitches out yo' business
Postin' shit y'all don't care
Just get real buck, and tear shit up until you finish yo' job
You full of white, you ready to fight
And bustaz train like they hard
Funky Town!
If you down (yes, indeed)
One in one is in my nose
Don't you know I'm on that
Line after line, time after time
Tricks, I never lie
When we on that funky shit, I bets it's gon' be do or die
Parallelization got me chasin'
Demons dwellin' in me, hoe
Nightmares, can't you tell? Got me blowin' so much coke
Blizzo, Wizzo wit Lil T, the Glizzo make them bitches run
W-B, and S-O-P, and R-C-G, up on that funk
Funky Town in my brain
Now you know I'm insane
Lil T, by my side, and we ridin' Chevy thang
Finna make a stang
On a busta lemon lame, and throw him in the grass
Lock 'em in the trunk
Snort some funk
Mayne, let's go get crunk
If a punk want to talk some shit
He get his wig split
Niggas be talkin' that shit
'N I whoop to yo dome, 'n you bitches up in a ditch
But now I'm out here for the 9-6
Don't stand for that punk ass shit
S-L-B and R-C-G, the Funky Town klla klick
Yes, my name is Lil Try
Beatin' you bustaz to da floor
Told you bustaz once before
I'm clicking while I'm on dat blow
Niggas constantly talkin' shit
Be a victim of my click
R-I-D-C-G-R-E-S-T, Ridgecrest is just too thick
Quick to break a bitch, I'm out
Then get on that white hoe, bitch
This Lil Try, I'm on that fry
Ain't nothin' like that whitey shit
Ridgecrest niggas, we so buck
Blown' wit my nigga, Mac
Never see me fallin'
Bitch, I stand up tall and snort a pack
Funky Town!
If you down (yes, indeed)
One in one is in my nose
Don't you know I'm on that
Line after line, time after time
Tricks, I never lie
When we on that funky shit, I bets it's gon' be do or die
Parallelization got me chasin'
Demons dwellin' in me, hoe
Nightmares, can't you tell? Got me blowin' so much coke
Blizzo, Wizzo wit Lil T, the Glizzo make them bitches run
W-B, and S-O-P, and R-C-G, up on that funk
Just spread yo' Glock and start to pop
'N Lay them lemmas in the trunk
A buck ass nigga from The Crest
Who grew up breakin' da law
I started stompin' heads
I had to stop, because I know that's so raw
For all ya niggas goin' funky, throw yo' sets in da air
And keep these bitches out yo' business
Postin' shit y'all don't care
Just get real buck, and tear shit up until you finish yo' job
You full of white, you ready to fight
And bustaz train like they hard
Funky Town!
If you down (yes, indeed)
One in one is in my nose
Don't you know I'm on that
Line after line, time after time
Tricks, I never lie
When we on that funky shit, I bets it's gon' be do or die
Parallelization got me chasin'
Demons dwellin' in me, hoe
Nightmares, can't you tell? Got me blowin' so much coke
Blizzo, Wizzo wit Lil T, the Glizzo make them bitches run
W-B, and S-O-P, and R-C-G, up on that funk
Funky Town in my brain
Now you know I'm insane
Lil T, by my side, and we ridin' Chevy thang
Finna make a stang
On a busta lemon lame, and throw him in the grass
Lock 'em in the trunk
Snort some funk
Mayne, let's go get crunk
If a punk want to talk some shit
He get his wig split
Niggas be talkin' that shit
'N I whoop to yo dome, 'n you bitches up in a ditch
But now I'm out here for the 9-6
Don't stand for that punk ass shit
S-L-B and R-C-G, the Funky Town klla klick
Yes, my name is Lil Try
Beatin' you bustaz to da floor
Told you bustaz once before
I'm clicking while I'm on dat blow
Niggas constantly talkin' shit
Be a victim of my click
R-I-D-C-G-R-E-S-T, Ridgecrest is just too thick
Quick to break a bitch, I'm out
Then get on that white hoe, bitch
This Lil Try, I'm on that fry
Ain't nothin' like that whitey shit
Ridgecrest niggas, we so buck
Blown' wit my nigga, Mac
Never see me fallin'
Bitch, I stand up tall and snort a pack
Funky Town!
If you down (yes, indeed)
One in one is in my nose
Don't you know I'm on that
Line after line, time after time
Tricks, I never lie
When we on that funky shit, I bets it's gon' be do or die
Parallelization got me chasin'
Demons dwellin' in me, hoe
Nightmares, can't you tell? Got me blowin' so much coke
Blizzo, Wizzo wit Lil T, the Glizzo make them bitches run
W-B, and S-O-P, and R-C-G, up on that funk
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Writer(s): Dmitry Volynkin, Smaylova Evgeniya Ruslanovna
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