Texty: Funkmaster Flex. Tudunn Tudunn Tudunn (Make U Jump).
Murder Inc, Thugged Out, Franchise
Funk Flex, Big Dog Pitbulls
Two Surburbans in the fuckin' house
'Cause Funk Flex and N.O.R.E. are killin' 'em out there
Scream at ya boy
Yo me and Pun used to slap niggas
And pat Max in the back of the ax with black niggas
Or Ricans with Doricans cause nigga I fit
You see I'm half fuckin' black and motherfuckin' Spic
You shoulda learned a long time ago
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
How I hit a nigga up
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Nigga's fam's worried
You see the Smirnoff and Cranberry
My shots comin' in threes like Maulberry
Wanna see how these fake niggas'll act
When my shot guns are erased they stomachin' back
Call me Jose most shoot outs most guns
Most these niggas just mostly run
You see I'm back spittin' still cookin' in the kitchen
I'm still a chief ain't a fuckin' gram missin'
Nigga's outta order yo but shit gon' change
How they life gettin' shorter like Mr. T. James
It's the bass and the music that'll make you jump it go
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Don't be actin' like a punk before we put you in the trunk you goin'
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Or actin' wild like the hill with my hand on the pump it go
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Fuck it we gettin' drunk and smokin' that skunk goin'
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Yo, yo the core ID is fucked up I can't see the number
Feelin' like Stevie Wonder the hood took my under
I miss my niggas I wanna see 'em
All my nigga's that's dead is layin' in Mallaciums
For my nigga's that locked up the same shit
I told y'all niggas I'd hold y'all niggas through all this
Picture us goin' all legit we're all this
Line 'em up get 'em all together they're all missed
All my niggas we starvin and waitin
Take a nigga hockey mask off like Jason
Better off strong face drop to the pavement
In 2000 I don't get along with niggas
That's why you never hear me on a song with the niggas
Just my clip roll strong with the niggas
And wait 'til we see you it's on with you niggas
And I could just slap y'all go on with you niggas
It's the bass and the music that'll make you jump it go
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Don't be actin' like a punk before we put you in the trunk you goin'
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Or actin' wild like the hill with my hand on the pump it go
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Fuck it we gettin' drunk and smokin' that skunk goin'
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Big dog big bulls, Funk Flex, Big Cap, Cipher Sounds
Mr. C Johnny Walkorette, BJ Cayorie
Frank Junga Corea, The Funk Regulator, C-note
Keep it gator and keep it global
SP killa this shit is fuckin' ugly
Cut this shit off it's a fuckin' wrap
Funk Flex, Big Dog Pitbulls
Two Surburbans in the fuckin' house
'Cause Funk Flex and N.O.R.E. are killin' 'em out there
Scream at ya boy
Yo me and Pun used to slap niggas
And pat Max in the back of the ax with black niggas
Or Ricans with Doricans cause nigga I fit
You see I'm half fuckin' black and motherfuckin' Spic
You shoulda learned a long time ago
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
How I hit a nigga up
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Nigga's fam's worried
You see the Smirnoff and Cranberry
My shots comin' in threes like Maulberry
Wanna see how these fake niggas'll act
When my shot guns are erased they stomachin' back
Call me Jose most shoot outs most guns
Most these niggas just mostly run
You see I'm back spittin' still cookin' in the kitchen
I'm still a chief ain't a fuckin' gram missin'
Nigga's outta order yo but shit gon' change
How they life gettin' shorter like Mr. T. James
It's the bass and the music that'll make you jump it go
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Don't be actin' like a punk before we put you in the trunk you goin'
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Or actin' wild like the hill with my hand on the pump it go
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Fuck it we gettin' drunk and smokin' that skunk goin'
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Yo, yo the core ID is fucked up I can't see the number
Feelin' like Stevie Wonder the hood took my under
I miss my niggas I wanna see 'em
All my nigga's that's dead is layin' in Mallaciums
For my nigga's that locked up the same shit
I told y'all niggas I'd hold y'all niggas through all this
Picture us goin' all legit we're all this
Line 'em up get 'em all together they're all missed
All my niggas we starvin and waitin
Take a nigga hockey mask off like Jason
Better off strong face drop to the pavement
In 2000 I don't get along with niggas
That's why you never hear me on a song with the niggas
Just my clip roll strong with the niggas
And wait 'til we see you it's on with you niggas
And I could just slap y'all go on with you niggas
It's the bass and the music that'll make you jump it go
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Don't be actin' like a punk before we put you in the trunk you goin'
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Or actin' wild like the hill with my hand on the pump it go
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Fuck it we gettin' drunk and smokin' that skunk goin'
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Big dog big bulls, Funk Flex, Big Cap, Cipher Sounds
Mr. C Johnny Walkorette, BJ Cayorie
Frank Junga Corea, The Funk Regulator, C-note
Keep it gator and keep it global
SP killa this shit is fuckin' ugly
Cut this shit off it's a fuckin' wrap
Funkmaster Flex
Funkmaster Flex
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