I'm 2low that funky little n***aroe
Comin back with a brand new cut
And you can new jack swing on my nuts
Cause I got the s**t so tight
A young n***a doin damage to the mic
You sho' right
I'm 13 but I ain't dumb
So bring it on if you muthaf**kas want some
Cover your dome because it's on once again
And I'm a young n***a that's known to win
I got my street sense from these muthaf**kin streets b***h
And I'm comin real cause I ain't f**kin with that weak s**t
Pass me the joint and let me kick it for the old folks
All the og's back in the hood that once sold d**e
Jammin I'm leavin on the next train
Runnin the game so when I'm gone I be set mayn
Got a bank account so I can stack some g's
And have nice things like cutlass on d's
Fresh candy paint chicken s**t live
And f**kin with this whip before I'm old enough to drive
My teacher can't stand me cause I give him no respect
I ain't sayin m'am yes m'am until you're signin me a check
So you can miss me with that muthaf**kin bum s**t
I'm gettin paid makin maze f**k the dumb s**t
You ain't my mother and I ain't your f**kin son
So in reality b***h you gets none
I'm gettin busy on this muthaf**kin track for ya
Funky cause I'm the funky little n***a
N***a n***a
Cause I'm the funky little n***a
N***a n***a
He he he
Cause I'm a funky little n***a
N***a n***a
N***a n***a
Here we go once again with the real s**t
Throw your hands in the air if you can feel this
I bring styles after styles after styles dukes
I can't be faded with the s**t cause I'm a young troop
I sport them nikes not the reeboks or k swiss
And while I'm on the subject of feet let me say this
I kick a*s like I'm bruise lot
And let me squash this s**treal n***as do die
Give it to me baby let me show you what that deuce like
Let me hit the swisher and let me show you what my juice like
Rippin up s**t in '93 like a chainsaw
Makin n***as say godd**n that little n***a raw
And I can square the s**t off right
I'm straight from warm cloth where these n***as don't fist fight
They got they muthaf**kin pistols shootin s**t up
Tust enough to get your punk a*s lit up
It's not about the set I claim cause I don't bang
I'm just a n***a from the hood who let his nuts hang
And I can give a muthaf**k about a n***a if he's bigger
I'm 2low biatch the funky little n***a
N***a n***a
He he he
You'se the funky little what
The funky little n***a
N***a n***a
You'se a funky little n***a
N***a n***a
He he
The funky little n***a
Let me see if you can f**k with this since you're so funky
Where is cedric
Where is cedric
Here I am
Here I am
How are you today sir
Very high I thank you
Smoke one fool
You smoke one fool
Well it's face kickin s**t with the funky little n***a
I'm the funky little n***a and I'm steady gettin bigger
Pass the killer little n***a let me hit me some dank
Pass the bottle muthaf**ka let me hit me some drank
I passed the forty to my partner now he's ready to roll
Crank it up d**n fool cause I'm ready to go
I be the face
I be the low
And we the real deal
Knockin n***as on they a*s like we evander holyfield
F**kin up the beat is what I'm known for
And the funky little n***a is who this muthaf**kin song's for
Once upon a time there lived lucky
Lucky got f**ked because lucky tried to f**k me
Tried to f**k you how
Hey yo I gave the boy some s**t
He came up short then he got his a*s sidekicked
Had to cut him up like a tractor
Pick pick pick muthaf**ka I holler atcha
But you ain't gotta f**k with that snow no mo'
Why you say that low
Cause I'm the funky little n***aroe
I couldn't hear you
You'se the funky little what
I'm the funky little n***a
N***a n***a
I'm the funky little n***a
N***a n***a
N***a n***a
N***a n***a