Intro:
[Rimsky] Alright!
[Naughty Skill] Yeah, yeah, yeah, what up, y'all?
[Lenxta] Gangsta funky
[Rimsky] It's on and popping right now!
[Naughty Skill] Come on, y'all!
[Rimsky] Naughty Skill!
[Lenxta] Gangsta funky
[Naughty Skill] Word!
[Rimsky] Ipo Crita!
[Naughty Skill] Check it out, y'all!
[Rimsky] Lenxta, the gangsta
[Naughty Skill] Gangsta Funk into your ears!
[Rimsky] Izhevsk!
[Naughty Skill] Check this out, y'all!
[Rimsky] Moscow! Cleveland! Let's get it!
Hook:
[Lenxta]
Gangsta-funky
Funky 18
Verse I:
[Rimsky]
We’re always ready to ride. Keepin it G on my mind
Saw us burning alive putting the life on the line
In any hood of any town gosta always stay down
On the hustler’s ambition making ghetto go round
Money and the power, the power and respect
Everybody in the hood is down to put in work for check
And it’s never dying breed on the motherfuckin street
Be ready to pack a heat to put some weight on your feet (damn)
Opening the door gosta look what’s behind it
Having paranoia never ever got me blinded
Criminal minded, now tell me who ain’t
Nowadays our fate is going hard in the paint
Pull ya for your talk, do ya for your talk
If you write to police, blow charge like a chalk
Dan-diggy-dangerous neighborhood be
We don’t wanna see the f.a.g.g.o.t. over here, playa
Hook:
[Lenxta]
Gangsta-funky
Funky 18
[Rimsky] Ipo Crita in this!
Verse II:
[Ipo Crita]
It don't matter for me now how rapid beat gonna be
See me stepping up to the mic, kicking this shit freely
Ipo mathafucking Crita — he be ain't nothing, but fool
'Cause which time i'm trying to write smart, but coming out bullshit
That's true! Please, don't say nothing
Oh, i can see your mathafucking face depicting something
You could at least stay polite
You shouldn't have admitted pitiable realness, must have convinced of opposite all night
Easy, fool! I'm just kidding
But it don't mean, that i don't think that i'm bullshitting
I'm trying to analyse the lyrics that i'm spitting
And I'm finding that i'm spitting on a level of some shitting
I'm even rhyming words of similar roots
Vocabulary so weak, that i put some boots on
Eat some fruits and get some goods — they be some books
Fuck mathafucking rules, oh
Hook:
[Lenxta]
Gangsta-funky
Funky 18
[Rimsky]
Take them to the Moscow hood! Get them, Naughty!
Verse III:
[Naughty Skill]
Let’s get trippin’ on the funk shit here I go again
Can U be rapping today on the cold rain
Freshest jumping swifty on the last gold train
Recklessly to think of getting quick glory bank
Where they popping it and nobody gonna stop it
I don’t think I’m gonna rock on it - I ain’t down with it
Got my own way step-in up day by day
Gangsta funk to your ears, bitch, get out the way
Cough syrup mc’s tryina be telling me sumting
Bitchez ain’t shit and today ur ass pumping
Looking like a bigger but it’s small coz it’s silicon
You didn’t even changed you can’t bring me to the mall
Don’t act like like you can be standing by my face
Succaz staying home is no new tag is on the place
Please accept these feelings I possess be a bless
One day you’ll find a happiness yo
Hook:
[Lenxta]
Gangsta-funky
Funky 18
[Rimsky]
You heard me? Damn, right!
[Lenxta + Rimsky]
Gangsta-funky
Funky 18
Outro:
[Rimsky]
When we’re feeling home
Ain’t nobody can ever replace us
We’re bumping this all night I’m
Tha AK-City ridah
By the time it’s on
Ridin’ like them motherfuckin gangstas
Keep it G! Keep it G! Keep it G!
