Gangsta Funk

Lyrics

[Chorus] Back and forth, forth and back with that gangsta glide Nothin' but that gangsta funk right Back and forth, forth and back with that gangsta glide Nothin' but that gangsta funk right Back and forth, forth and back with that gangsta glide Nothin' but that gangsta funk right Back and forth, forth and back with that gangsta glide Nothin' but that gangsta funk right [Verse 1: E-Rock] It's goin' down in my hood You gotta feel the funk from a nigga though Reach for the sky, pullin' my high from that indo I'm so fo' sho' I got my funk tight Stuck in 5th Ward, realer niggas feelin' hella tight Quick in with the funk cause the funk is on the slab hoe Swisher Sweet bump, Remy Martin through the back do' Watch a nigga slide as I flip on the funk train Then I bounce back takin' a right from that Soul Train Cause I'm still soulful, straight ghetto soldier Ridin' wit' the funk I'm cloud nine I done told ya Then I'm front row on Planet Rock and it don't stop and it don't quit Now throw ya hands in the air for this gangsta shit If you wanna ride wit' me then put ya locs on Cause I flip around with the funk, hella smoke though And it's all good up in my hood I thought you knew nigga I'm front row with that gangsta funk [Chorus] [Verse 2: Lo Life] Gangsta funky ass nigga and gangsta funky ass shit And I'm bumpin' up in the trunk to beat the shit on down the ave bitch It's my funky ass G and ask me somethin' to ride to, somethin' to bang to So grab your smokes up out that ash tray Light that motherfucka up so tight [?] real tight mayne You ain't seen shit, you ain't heard shit Until them 5th Ward Boyz put that funky dope up in ya trunk bitch You get your ass pulled over for conspiracy You tell them hoes "The 5th Ward niggas put it in me." And it's a habit that I smoke that funk It's some potent ass shit floatin' in that skunk And uh On and on and on to the mothafuckin' breaker blunt Lo Life is beatin' up in that ass with that gangsta funk [Chorus] [Verse 3: 007] Comin' back with some shit that you can ride to That you can slide to and get ya fuckin' high to And girls jock while I'm rollin' up a plot With Lo Life and E-Rock cause the funk don't stop And the gangstas and the players put ya mothafuckin' locs on And get a hunk of that skunk and get ya smoke on And when you rollin' with ya mothafuckin' top down And take a hit of this dope sound I got the killer (Dealer don't want that shit!) I'm on the realer (Give me that gangsta shit) I'm with the underground crew runnin' shit down south And all you playa hatin' hoes keep my name out ya mouth I'm with the Circle (Ooooh) Nigga, I know you heard it Scream it like ya mean it until these motherfuckas learn it 007 and I ain't no punk It be on for the '9-4 with this gangsta funk [Chorus]