The Gift Video (MV)

Funk With Us

I want that funk, that Parliament funk
Ohio Players, Bootzilla, Zapp, Gap band
Sly and the Family, I want Uncle Jam's Army to stand up
Where you at Brothers Johnson? Where you at Funkadelic? Where you at Earth Wind and Fire?
Bang those speakers, adjust those Alpines
We keepin' it stanktastic, funkalicious, vicious and nutritious

Yeah,
I'm from the home of the gold rush, we never fold up
Sold-iers here to keep the rap game sewn up
If you steady on your grind get your dough up
I'm in the Lincoln bumpin' So ruff, So tuff
Hear this, go nuts
You wanna get to know funk get to know us we learned from the grown ups
A celebration of the ones that came before us
Without your contribution the West couldn't have blown up
You put us on the map, and Imma keep us there
And if the world's not ready tell em to be prepared
To get funked up they lucked up now put your cups up
We gone toast, and that's what's up
We came to chill, so reframe from banging steel
Let your designated driver take the wheel
After you had you a drink or few
It's alright, that's exactly what we came to do
Tell em


We came, to funk you up tonight
We came, to make you lose control
We came to help you put your cares behind you
We came to chill
You need to funk with us

What's funk without the G?
What's a trunk if it aint got subs bumpin' out the beat?
Crusin' through L.A. with my girl tryin' to get somethin' to eat
Sunshine can still make the grind reflect up in the street
Don't funk around cause underground be comin' from beneath
Before you know we growin' blowin' up beyond belief
Got some of the sickest spit ever stuck up in my teeth
And some of the stickiest dosha rolled up in this leaf
And we burnin' it, no concern just determined
To ease our mind, no matter the grind we stay earnin' it
Getting' this bread the hardest heads is learnin' it
Rap like tattoos leavin' marks that's permanent
I'm from the Valley representing the district
Of NOHO Arts, go hard don't get it twisted
Don't boguard pass it around get lifted
Bumpin' this G-Funk when it's time to kick it
Yeah

We came, to funk you up tonight
We came, to make you lose control
We came to help you put your cares behind you
We came to chill
You need to funk with us
We West Coast bangin' that Above the Law, that Second II None
Rodney O and Joe Cooley, Mix Master Spade, King Tee, Bobby Jimmy
Bumpin' that Roaches!

I was raised by them funkateers
What we give em leave em wit torn neck ligaments and punctured ears
We put it down with the flow too when you roll through
With us up in your deck it bump like its supposed, to
Yeah, you hear this you already know
I'm reppin' the coast full of high rollers with heavy dough
We got real emcees who spit a heavy flow
And they deliver the green, we blow heavy dro
Plus we get the party poppin' we stay hot
Black Hippy like Ab-Soul, Kendrick, and J-Rock
Known for blazin', show em how killa my state is
Pray to the game lord, while I study the Book of David
Peep the formula, I know we made it funky enough
The Cali sun rays soakin' em up, produce melanin
Chillin' at the function with my, cousins and relatives
Long as I'm livin' you will never see the death of this, L.A.!

We came, to funk you up tonight
We came, to make you lose control
We came to help you put your cares behind you
We came to chill
You need to funk with us