Sanoja: Daddy-O. East Coast Funk.
:
(Don't worry about it..)
[Daddy-O]
Yeah.. whassup niggaz? We in here, uhh..
Now do you wanna start this? Well I don't think you do
If we was in L.A. boy, a martyr's what they'd call you
But since we're on the East coast, I'll just say ya punk
a little nuttin ass frontin ass nigga poppin junk
You can say this beat's, a little somethin for you to ride to
I might be kickin your hyde too, so watch it where you step
This is deep fried funk, like the chicken in the chop
(NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks)
[Chorus: unknown singers]
East coast is funky, so funky
So parlay to the Daddy-O funk
East coast is funky, so funky
So parlay to the Daddy-O funk
(NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks)
[Daddy-O]
Now this ain't Oaktown, it's New York son
but the funk still flows like it does with Ant Banks and Spice 1
Takin no prisoners, makin sure I come off
cause iffin I don't, niggaz think I'm goin soft
I had to come back strong, cause it was quiet on the Stet
So I'm givin you a taste of how funky I can get
Kickin a do-re-mi-fa-suck-my-{TASTE}
Twelve cuts on the LP, so what's your pick?
And if you can't take it, then back up off my ego
Gimme a break, or just let a nigga know
So when you start askin me, who got the props?
(NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks)
[Chorus]
[Daddy-O]
I grew up po', and the streets were rough
And when times were hard, a nigga had to get tough
So when I was broke, I had to take to the street
Ten and twenty deep, duckin from the heat
East packin no chrome, cause it shines in the dark
Only black steel as I roll through the park
People said I was mean, I was doin what I had to
Needed some dough, I wouldn't hesitate to rob you
And I might get stopped by the cops
Ripped of my props and I might get locked
But I don't care, at least I ain't concerned
And if this is a lesson then I guess I gotta learn
But I ain't goin out like a sap
Cause if they lock me up you best to think I'm comin back
Grabbin my gun, and as the hammer gets cocked
(NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks)
[Chorus]
(NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks)
(NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks)
[singers ad lib to end + Chorus again at end]
(Don't worry about it..)
[Daddy-O]
Yeah.. whassup niggaz? We in here, uhh..
Now do you wanna start this? Well I don't think you do
If we was in L.A. boy, a martyr's what they'd call you
But since we're on the East coast, I'll just say ya punk
a little nuttin ass frontin ass nigga poppin junk
You can say this beat's, a little somethin for you to ride to
I might be kickin your hyde too, so watch it where you step
This is deep fried funk, like the chicken in the chop
(NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks)
[Chorus: unknown singers]
East coast is funky, so funky
So parlay to the Daddy-O funk
East coast is funky, so funky
So parlay to the Daddy-O funk
(NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks)
[Daddy-O]
Now this ain't Oaktown, it's New York son
but the funk still flows like it does with Ant Banks and Spice 1
Takin no prisoners, makin sure I come off
cause iffin I don't, niggaz think I'm goin soft
I had to come back strong, cause it was quiet on the Stet
So I'm givin you a taste of how funky I can get
Kickin a do-re-mi-fa-suck-my-{TASTE}
Twelve cuts on the LP, so what's your pick?
And if you can't take it, then back up off my ego
Gimme a break, or just let a nigga know
So when you start askin me, who got the props?
(NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks)
[Chorus]
[Daddy-O]
I grew up po', and the streets were rough
And when times were hard, a nigga had to get tough
So when I was broke, I had to take to the street
Ten and twenty deep, duckin from the heat
East packin no chrome, cause it shines in the dark
Only black steel as I roll through the park
People said I was mean, I was doin what I had to
Needed some dough, I wouldn't hesitate to rob you
And I might get stopped by the cops
Ripped of my props and I might get locked
But I don't care, at least I ain't concerned
And if this is a lesson then I guess I gotta learn
But I ain't goin out like a sap
Cause if they lock me up you best to think I'm comin back
Grabbin my gun, and as the hammer gets cocked
(NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks)
[Chorus]
(NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks)
(NOW, NOW, Now we gonna show you how the East coast rocks)
[singers ad lib to end + Chorus again at end]