Ahehah, guess who mother******s? [I don't give a *************, my attitude is Gotti] 
Yeah [And I'm hard to love, cause I don't love nobody] 
Hell nah [All I give a ************* about is music and sex] [A fifth of Remi Martin and some big fat checks] 
Yeahhhhh! 
Hahahah Back up in this mother****** for the n-fin 
And this one is dedicated, to the 
Westside of the 
Tree Four hundred block, you know what 
I'm sayin? 
And this is 
STILL Eiht 
Killa And ************* all his old scary ass homeboys too 
Yeah Nineteen ninety-one 
Just when all these other rappers seem to be fallin by the wayside 
We put a team together and came out with some of that ol fonky *************t 
But during the course of then and now 
Some of my homeboys went 
Hollywood, now 
I ain't gon say no names 
But they know who the ************* 
I'm talkin to 
And it's all to the good, cause this is 
STILL P-Funk on mine, huh *singing* 
Street level, street level, street level 
Quik is funkin that street level 
Now you can play like you don't know what the ************* 
I'm talkin about 
But you know what's happenin, ************* *singing* 
Street level, street level, street level 
Quik is funkin that street level 
Hell yeah 
Uhh Now it's nineteen ninety-five 
But we've been on the scene for a minute, you know what 
I'm sayin 
And I come to realize one mother************* thing 
And it's some real *************t (yes it is) 
That fonk without with the 
P, just ain't fonky enough for me 
See you gots to keep tha 
P in it, cause that's the only way they gon really understand it 
You know what the ************* 
I'm sayin? 
Hell yeah, heheh *singing* 
Street level, street level, street level 
Quik is funkin that street level 
Cause fo'hundred block is in this mother****** 
Fo'ever, *************! 
So ************* all you old mark ass *************z 
Hmm And now...