Текст песни: Tru - I`m the Funkiest



[Master P]

Grew up in the ghetto in Cali

Were sellin dope has one technically

Tanqueray twice a week

2 keep a nigga like me on the run G

Dodging the police side

And whatchin the moves that jackers be tryin

Mom would cry when I leave the house

She said she had a bad dream, a king g took her out

She say they caught me one in the chest

I said mom did I ever shoot back

Now im on the neighborhood alert

I pack a fuckin 9

like mom would pack her purse

For the suckers tryin to catch me slipin

And like short dogg say I aint tripin

But I look at life kinda strange

And all the old G`s tell me all the time

P get out the dope game

Stick with your raps & go legit

And it wont be long till ya make your motherfuckin hit

Now that kinda shit kept me pumped

I hooked up with the Ski, and C, and T and now I`m the one

The one from the bay

It started in the rich

And moved to the O, to Frisco

Now they bumpin my sounds and sack

Pittsburg, Palianto, and every damn cadillac

From Cinncinati, Kentucky, to Seattle

They say my shit just movin like cattle

Movin like columbian cargo from Boston to Chicago the play me down

In Texas from the low rider, benzmen, to the drop top Lexus

Im pumpin in New Orleans, Down South, Alabama, to D.C.

All in one year I deliver funky sounds from San Diego, to Denver

Delaware were my fans get stronger from Ohio, Milwalke, to Oklahoma

Now I`m on a tour in every city from Florida, Detroit, to Kansas City

Strated local and then went nationwide from Georgia,

Philadelphia, to the east side

Now I`m a hit and ya can`t stop a nigga like me cause

I`m the funkiest.....

I`m the Motherfuckin Funkiest



Yeah we just chillin in this motherfucker you know what I`m sayin

We got Eazy A Ski in this motherfucker

CMT with that layed back ass track

you know what im sayin comin at your motherfuckin back

But just in case you didn`t know Master P is the motherfuckin Funkiest

For the 92,93,and 94 and how ever fuckin it may go

but check this out, You know what im sayin

I want to thank all yo motherfuckers for support a nigga like P

you know what im sayin, cause we straigt comin up in this bitch

Got Big Ed co-chillin in this motherfucker

Silkk, C-Murder, Fonzo, Sonya C she definetly an effect

and you know what, yo C ride me off this motherfuckin laid back ass track

You know what I`m sayin

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[Master P]

Grew up in the ghetto in Cali

Were sellin dope has one technically

Tanqueray twice a week

2 keep a nigga like me on the run G

Dodging the police side

And whatchin the moves that jackers be tryin

Mom would cry when I leave the house

She said she had a bad dream, a king g took her out

She say they caught me one in the chest

I said mom did I ever shoot back

Now im on the neighborhood alert

I pack a fuckin 9

like mom would pack her purse

For the suckers tryin to catch me slipin

And like short dogg say I aint tripin

But I look at life kinda strange

And all the old G`s tell me all the time

P get out the dope game

Stick with your raps & go legit

And it wont be long till ya make your motherfuckin hit

Now that kinda shit kept me pumped

I hooked up with the Ski, and C, and T and now I`m the one

The one from the bay

It started in the rich

And moved to the O, to Frisco

Now they bumpin my sounds and sack

Pittsburg, Palianto, and every damn cadillac

From Cinncinati, Kentucky, to Seattle

They say my shit just movin like cattle

Movin like columbian cargo from Boston to Chicago the play me down

In Texas from the low rider, benzmen, to the drop top Lexus

Im pumpin in New Orleans, Down South, Alabama, to D.C.

All in one year I deliver funky sounds from San Diego, to Denver

Delaware were my fans get stronger from Ohio, Milwalke, to Oklahoma

Now I`m on a tour in every city from Florida, Detroit, to Kansas City

Strated local and then went nationwide from Georgia,

Philadelphia, to the east side

Now I`m a hit and ya can`t stop a nigga like me cause

I`m the funkiest.....

I`m the Motherfuckin Funkiest



Yeah we just chillin in this motherfucker you know what I`m sayin

We got Eazy A Ski in this motherfucker

CMT with that layed back ass track

you know what im sayin comin at your motherfuckin back

But just in case you didn`t know Master P is the motherfuckin Funkiest

For the 92,93,and 94 and how ever fuckin it may go

but check this out, You know what im sayin

I want to thank all yo motherfuckers for support a nigga like P

you know what im sayin, cause we straigt comin up in this bitch

Got Big Ed co-chillin in this motherfucker

Silkk, C-Murder, Fonzo, Sonya C she definetly an effect

and you know what, yo C ride me off this motherfuckin laid back ass track

You know what I`m sayin

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