Let's Get Funky - B.G., Lil Wayne

Choppers with drums

Nigga that’s how it comes

Assault rifles, extended clips

Let you know where I’m from

The names chopper city

It’s a city of niggas bout gettin' funky wit' me

Keep they fingers on triggers

Let’s roll with a pistol I get out of control

It’s your family I put on rows, front row

I’ma .223 grabber

Bust or block hitter

Project kidnapper

Rookie nigga wig splitter

Make copies for the rapture

It’s all on you nigga

Oh, I’m comin' for the capture

What you wan' do nigga

Mystikal’s who I’m after

Grab yo' steel and shoot

I’ma killer not just a rapper

Lil' Wayne, he bout it too

I’ma snatch if you got it

Told ya before ta' hide it

Told ya if you hide it

It’s a must that I find it

Ride or die bitch

Chop or get chopped ho

B.G.

split or get split

Play tha game how it go

Shootin tha drop somethin'

Glock or pop somethin'

AK wit' fifty shots

I tote it to stop somethin'

Make it happen you’s the punk

I’ll put you in the trunk

you’ll be dumped, nigga I bring funk

Let’s get funky wit' these niggas

Grab the triggas and blast

Let’s get filthy wit' these niggas

Take they figures and dash

Let’s get serious with these niggas

Grab the K’s and bust, it’s ten for one trust

Retaliation a must

Let’s get funky wit' these niggas

Grab the triggas and blast

Let’s get filthy wit' these niggas

Take they figures and dash

Let’s get serious with these niggas

Grab the K’s and bust, it’s ten for one trust

Retaliation a must

Ah ah

Don’t run yo' mouth enough for you to get back in me

My gun clap in it start spinnin' and take many

Plenty of slugs hit you

Can you picture a young rapper

Fourteen year old black master million dollar flapper

Watch me set it off wit' my sawed-off jumpin'

As I be when I be pumpin'

Frontin' gets you nothin'

Runtin' catch a slug from the M-what'n

You ain’t bout nothin'

Playa hater leave you bloody

It’s money and dreary

Can’t see clearly

But ya' still hear me

Four steps comin' quickly

Can you feel me

Better kill me before you get done in

It’s real dog

But I got that red mark so when you come in

Slugs somethin', seventeen up in the clip

I keeps extra hollow tips for the crum rip

Should of chop-chop stop yo' whole block

Let’s get funky, you want me, I thinks not

So much black clothing you may think its a black-out

All the lights go out

That’s when all yo fright come out

Bloody streaks to the UPT where you lays on

I praise on, think you plays on, it’s stays gone

The things you lay on

I can’t even pay on

You got it, better hide it

If you wanna keep it safe on

I roam to the top

That’s my spot, my place

Jumpin' out a suitcase

Slug’s chase to yo' face, a

Let’s get funky wit' these niggas

Grab the triggas and blast

Let’s get filthy wit' these niggas

Take they figures and dash

Let’s get serious with these niggas

Grab the K’s and bust, it’s ten for one trust

Retaliation a must

Let’s get funky wit' these niggas

Grab the triggas and blast

Let’s get filthy wit' these niggas

Take they figures and dash

Let’s get serious with these niggas

Grab the K’s and bust, it’s ten for one trust

Retaliation a must

Ah, ah, ah, ha

Now as I re-enter this scent and get into you

These three dots, I plot and spot, then I shoot

I keep a chopper under the medium Hilfiger

I throw back punks, comin' out trunks to kill niggas

I spill niggas, on the real nigga I gets dirty

Bury 'em in unknown area where it’s deserted

I know you heard it

But you lie and deny it

But you can’t hide

It’s written all over yo' face you easy to find

Niggas front, scars all over they chest be starting to shine

Like that Presidential Rolex reflex a million nine

Gimme 'dat, all 'dat, and all black, that’s my atire

A true rider, gettin' higher off uptown fire

Remember me, the little G never died

Took one to the chest but the little G never died

I’ma certified killer, million dollar nigga

Any kind of gun trigger, clicker, playa hater nigga flipper

Tangerine and juice sipper, disrespectin' bitch flipper

I’m bout drama off the top

You know that’s on the foreal-a

I get’s loaded low down by a monkey

So call me donkey

Nigga think lame

He would want to know I gets funky

Beef kicked in a night parade

Uptown was deep

'Nother group rollin' out, bookoom be standin' on feet

Now you know I run with ignorant niggas

All of 'em wild

Thousands of people out

Fuck that sprayin' the crowd

Ain’t no time for doin' backin' down

From trigga play

Gotta closet of K’s

Ready to do it any day

Write grant after tenth

Black grant I was tenths

That’s for Al and lil' Duga'

Four deep in each in spinnin' in

So twerk it up

Handle yo' business

Shoot or get shot

I hit blocks wit' Glocks

Nigga, get or get got

In school I was a fool a young flunky

But on the streets I used 2's

Nigga, I gets funky

Let’s get funky wit' these niggas

Grab the triggas and blast

Let’s get filthy wit' these niggas

Take they figures and dash

Let’s get serious with these niggas

Grab the K’s and bust, it’s ten for one trust

Retaliation a must

Let’s get funky wit' these niggas

Grab the triggas and blast

Let’s get filthy wit' these niggas

Take they figures and dash

Let’s get serious with these niggas

Grab the K’s and bust, it’s ten for one trust

Retaliation a must