We Are Funkmaster Flex (Ft. Geda K & Memphis Bleek)

[Funkmaster Flex, Memphis Bleek, Geda K]
Just blazin' this bitch up, holla (Proud, that's my word)
Funk motherfuckin' Flex (hey, yo killa nigga)

[Memphis Bleek & (Geda K)]
Hey yo, I'm back up in this bitch like, Memph Bleek
Same ambition, new strategy
I got the law after me cause I'm movin' them packs
But I won't stop like half a black
(And it's young Geda K, young adolescent)
(Spit sick, leave the game with infection)
(Tote the weapon, nigga don't front)
Shit, act pump to gut like C-section
Cause M-Easy keep the steam low
Don't never ever think you can press the team yo
(Or G-E-D-A, young Parantino)
(Shots come fast and hot like jalapeno)
And dude know I'm in extra money
And when that gun exposed (We take extra money)
So don't ever think you can play the guard again
When them shots hit (Melt cha' face like margarine)
So go ahead (You lil' flap jack rappers)
(Keep runnin' ya mouth) I let the mack blah at cha'
M-E-M huh (Geda K now)
You know the name get low or get layed down