2nd II None - Keep Tha 'P' in It lyrics

[Guy 1]-Ay, ay, ay, Topsaw; ay, Topsaw [Guy 2]-Ay man, what is it, man? [G1]-Who on 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 sh** you'd have to throw up. You know who on the record. Man, why don't you sit your ignorant a** down, man, and listen... [Playa Hamm] (DJ Quik) So is it my turn again? (Yeah n***a it's yours) Oh, I can kick a funky verse for the P-Funk? (Of course) Well, countdown n***a to the end for these fakers Bet we hit this time and we fadin' all takers Who'da thunk the funk was this potent out the Westside Not be along for the ride (But it's only for the trues) That's right, so peep the shot And if I get it hot, baby I'mma rock the twat Cause ain't no party like a party in the Penthouse suite And you know how we do it, baby, yo Tree So if the mackin-est mack brings fear to them perpetrators frontin', they was cowards from the very start Pretendin' theys the ones that trues But pimp, who was they foolin'? (Not me or you) Fools confused, thinking we's on a decline Cause we keeps the P's. Ain't it true, Dr. Funkenstein? [Chorus] *scratches* Nothing has changed Nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk *scratches* Nothing has changed Nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk *scratches* Nothing has changed Nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk *scratches* Nothing has changed Nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk [2-Tone] Comin' at that a** again it don't stop Bust a lean in yo' 6-4 Chev, take a hop to the top Where the hustlas hang out Indo remains to sprout and sell knows what I'm talking about And gets hoes from my block to your neighborhood Tell 'em, Quik, when you know he's back to no good I wish you would, cause I'm true to this gangsta sh** I took a Tic Tac, and tossed 'em like a hoe in the hood b**h Shoot my ends, hoe They say it's never enough, you know? I gots to have mo' But I'mma shake the spot, in fact I just jacked his trick and his fo' so I can cut the 'Lac And straight P-Funk anytime It's only right you peeped the rhyme, I gots to take mine Check yo' a** with the sh** that stank Cus 2-Tone came to the game, ain't a damn thang changed [Chorus] [KAM] Well, it's the 1 to the 9 with the 9 to the 4 And I thought you knew the drill, but you still don't hear me though KAM and Watts Up from the gra** roots No daisy duke sh**, knockin' crazy a** boots n***a please, we kick it like G's Puttin' down work, when I lurk, don't even sneeze (up the gold Ds) That's just the Eastside way of getting chips When you're raised up dealin' with the dogs and the 'rips New cars get tagged, lowriders get wrecked n***as caps get peeled back, and chins get checked Don't expect no love or no apology The kids ain't fallin' for your child psychology In 9 and 4 mindin' yo' business is the best bet Screamin 'Watts riot' and we ain't even made a mess yet Ya shouldn't speak with a weak heart You gots to finish everything you start And ain't a damn thang changed [Chorus] [Hi-C] Now n***as transform like decepticons We'll slice your a** up like Jeffrey Dahm... Quik drop bombs on the P-Funk tip Even though a n***a rap you'll still get that a** whipped Please don't slip, ain't a damn than changed Numb yo a** up like some novocaine Have you all f**ed up like you smoked some loop Hi-C still sippin' p**y like soup We got Kam, Hamm, Nookie, and Quik And me myself, mister big dick Now I might not know which b**h that I want But I know on thing I *scratch* [Got to have the funk] From ya speaker and not from ya a** Cause some of y'all b**hes just won't take baths Half-head n***as cannot be tamed Cause we true to the game And ain't a damn thang changed [Chorus] [2nd II None: Gangsta D] Can ya tell me? (Who that n***a be?) Goddamn, muthaf**a, it's the Gangsta D Kickin' sh** for these n***as and all these bad necks Cause I got the dope sh** for each and every set Next.. [2nd II None: KK] Up on line it's that black a** K I could never switch up ya cause I'm still the same way Me and D can flip the sh**, kick down a funky flow We represent the (P-Funk) You know what it stand for [DJ Quik] Now back up in yo' a** again it's Mister Quik and I clowns I got the sh** that shake 'em down, break 'em down, take 'em down And now that I'm Chillin' with my n***as Mister 2-Tone, 2nd II None, Playa Hamm and Kam Well goddamn Doin' it like we do it, ain't nuttin' but trues to it Rollin' with the funky 'P' I thought you knew it Cause it's nothin' but the best For the trues from the West...Side Cause ain't nuttin' changed and you know that's right [General Jeff] Yeah, this is General Jeff Bringin' up the rear Lettin' ya know we representin' with an all-star line up for that a** Peep this out We got Quik, 2nd II None, Hi-C, Playa Hamm, 2-Tone and that n***a Kam If that don't move your a** I don't know what will But no matter what, you gots to keep the P in it That's mandatory, baby, cause ain't nuttin' changed