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thuun - funkmaster flex & big kap lyrics

(feat. big kap, cnn (capone + noreaga))

aight you know how we do we come to the club
naw mean?
straight to the door , no linie , straight to the dinoor
naw mean not payin for ninothing naw mean?
y’know how we do my man put it on every tininime
naw mean?
funk flex , big kap , n.o.r.e. naw mean?
my n-gga put-titon naw mean?
……….. you know how we do
this one’s for the cl-t-tiub y’naw mean
tearin it itiitout
every time straight to the dinoor , straight to the dinoor

big motherf-ckin kap
funkmaster flex
def jam
c -n- n
yo , yo , yo

[noreaga]
yo bootleg has got me , and they had my sh-t
two months before the album , i’m mad as sh-t
i told my label suck my d-ck , and f-ck a fl!ck
and mr. childs eatin and drinkin until i sh-t
i smoke cigarettes , and my breath smell like weed
i got my little brother head ? and party is speed ?
drink my biz , have my n-ggas clip your ears
c -n- n we’ll probably sell like , britney spears
yo courageous , none of this’s can take this
n.o.r. i’m like the rap married davis
if you like me , dude yo you dig my sh-t
you don’t like me? f-ck you and suck my d-ck
i like my hoes just like summer , no cl-ss
and n-ggas workin so hard and gettin no -ss
and c -n- n we stand for n-ggas that stand the war
like luce and maze they keep the glock on stage
see us rollin and a hoop in the range
yo the hoop’s got mad guns , and the range got cocaine
d-mn right bury every n-gga that write
that i can get wit all up and sell no more white
yo let me stop frontin i bought a crib and two whips
layin on the beach with some b-tches and chewsticks
top videos for more than a mil
i probably shot a video that cost more than your deal

[chorus x4: capone and noreaga]
them n-ggas they wanna pop , them b-tches they wanna pop
them n-ggas who got the glock (who got the drop) , (we wanna rot)
thunn

[capone]
yo
yo now on top , i walk with a bop , came home inherit the block
same dude who bumped paniro the cop
i’m livin life like a dealer
f-ck it , cop the bucket ten and out
clips sprayin when we spinnin out
street clap you , my records speak for my livin
deeper than guns , iller than prison , time to pain givin
so i earnt mine and spit for flex
call a pitbull its clip to tech
disrespect? my n-ggas come m-u style
i been thuggin since a child with a cap gun blowin the trial
for possession this sh-t y’all compressed in a vial
shuttin clubs down for the cake and wild
80 percent thugs 20 b-tches make my crowd
real from far like pic-sso , check my features
always a thug , fly n-gga , check my sneakers
me and thunn tight b-tthead and beavis
nothin come between us
burst your p-n-s , i squeeze firm , how on earth?
n-ggas boogie when the d’s turn , throwin they work
in the bushes , everyday in the hood
i’m air like , naw n-gga he’s in the wood
franchise what! thugged out sh-t

[chorus]
[conversation with big kap and others / kap checking message]

- funkmaster flex big kap lyrics

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