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    R.B.L. Posse / Lyrics

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    "Funkdafied" Lyrics

    R.B.L. Posse

    Ah, yeah in the mothafuckin house Black C and Mr. Cee from the
    mothafuckin Posse this is straight out the mothafuckin lab, you know
    what I'm sayin, the funk lab that is and we run this shit like this.

    (Black C)
    This some shit you can't fuck with out the funk lab
    We got some game for you niggaz in big fat slabs
    Like a pound or a key a G you can't be
    Who the fuck you tryin to be and that G is me
    We sucka-free a mothafuckin menace
    Coppers on the block but they hot

    'cause they can't run up in this
    And it's a daily routine my niggaz on the scene
    Slangin that chronic and the cream
    Ya know it's nothin but the funk
    It's nothin but the funk that we want
    And the bass to make the speakers bump
    I heard that cash rules everything around
    And niggaz from my hood nowday is livin foul
    See I'm from the concrete jungle
    And it's like a jungle sometimes that makes me wonder
    How I keep from going under
    (I'm so funkdafied)
    But I can't do a damn thing if I ain't got a 9 to 5
    It seems I got no hope
    I gotta slang dope I'm tryin to do this rap thing
    and I'm still broke
    But this time we tryin to come tighter than the last time
    Nationwide coming funkdafied

    So uh, so uh, funkdafied, so funkdafied too funkdafied

    Well it's the niggaz from 4-1-5
    In Frisco we kick it live
    The niggaz who make my nine
    The playaz who took the time
    To come with this funky shit
    To get you hoes on our dick
    The shit to get trunks shit
    The shit that makes niggas split
    'cause Too Short says there's money in the ghetto
    But he forgot about two niggaz packin beats like heat
    And if you don't believe me come ask my neighbor
    'cause we be bumpin this all day after day after day
    Knockin niggaz out the box like quick it's so thick
    That right boy ghetto ass shit
    And niggaz tryin to know our business
    But really on the real they don't know shit
    Gettin on my nerves
    'cause everyone claims they know us from the baller to the bump by the curb
    But they don't know K-Y
    But know this, that I'm, so funkdafied

    chorus (4x)
    This song was submitted on April 30th, 2011.
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