Funk Or Die

Lyrics

[Intro] (Jay Leno, you crazy for this one) (Funk or Die) Shh Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh Shh [Chorus] I got a thousand opps, so I move with artillery Headshot a nigga if he think about gettin' me I got these niggas mad 'cause they bitches wanna lick on me Nah, bitch, you can't touch me if you ain't got no strips for me [Verse 1] I never leave the house unless the stick on Don't care where we at, if I catch, I'm finna get on Free DJ, left at eight with his kit on He beat that boy to sleep, he could've left with his fit on Tre keep talkin' out his neck, but he ain't with it Caught his ass at Subway and put a bullet in his fitted Yay keep rapping gangster shit, but can't survive in the trenches He can't go back to his hood 'cause them boys on his biscuit Funk or Die the label, we the new No Limit My bitch pussy good, I close my eyes when I'm in it I gave her Perky dick, I got her wet like she swimming When I catch that fat nigga, he gon' sleep with the fishes Datin' at the smoke shop, we cleaned that up like some dishes It makes sense you boys together, all you niggas some victims Y'all keep rapping 'bout trouble and the Dubs almost killed 'em Loso beat his ass and Rita calling hits through the system [Chorus] I got a thousand opps, so I move with artillery Headshot a nigga if he think about gettin' me I got these niggas mad 'cause they bitches wanna lick on me Nah, bitch, you can't touch me if you ain't got no strips for me I got a thousand opps, so I move with artillery Headshot a nigga if he think about gettin' me I got these niggas mad 'cause they bitches wanna lick on me Nah, bitch, you can't touch me if you ain't got no strips for me [Verse 2] Ayy I got a Drac' for any nigga that think they pushin' T I'm on the blade, I'm tryna knock her, that's how you push a fee Let them niggas know that's the only way I'm out here pushin' P I'm in the H, I got a four-five, this just an XD I could never switch, I just switch bitches that neck me This a micro A, a hundred shots, it's gon' protect me It's just me and Steve, I told the bitch just bring her bestie How the fuck these niggas on my line and they can't press me? How the fuck these niggas on my line and they can't press shit? Bro scam for everything, nigga, he use your debit Bro came all-new whip, he use your credit Funk or Die the label, nigga, this the new No Limit [Chorus] I got a thousand opps, so I move with artillery Headshot a nigga if he think about gettin' me I got these niggas mad 'cause they bitches wanna lick on me Nah, bitch, you can't touch me if you ain't got no strips for me I got a thousand opps, so I move with artillery Headshot a nigga if he think about gettin' me I got these niggas mad 'cause they bitches wanna lick on me Nah, bitch, you can't touch me if you ain't got no strips for me [Verse 3] Funk or Die the label, we the new No Limit Make a right down the money, better do the speed limit He can't go back to his hood 'cause I heard he timid He ain't pull up to the show 'cause he heard we in it Tre got hit in his face, call it lockjaw Yay got stripped out his kit, take that off Guap just a fat lame nigga, he was born soft Anybody hanging with them niggas straight cornballs Niggas know we in the deep end Wrong turn down Hayes, what the fuck dog thinking? If I ain't frontline, then you know Tre creeping He ain't bring his SCUBA gear on, now he sinking [Chorus] I got a thousand opps, so I move with artillery Headshot a nigga if he think about gettin' me I got these niggas mad 'cause they bitches wanna lick on me Nah, bitch, you can't touch me if you ain't got no strips for me I got a thousand opps, so I move with artillery Headshot a nigga if he think about gettin' me I got these niggas mad 'cause they bitches wanna lick on me Nah, bitch, you can't touch me if you ain't got no strips for me