You can call me T double o to the L-o-double - yo
I'm 2Low, that funky little ******roe
Comin back with a brand new cut
And you can new jack swing on MY nuts
Cause I got the *******t so tight
A young ****** doin damage to the mic (you sho' right)
I'm 13, but I ain't dumb
So bring it on if you mutha******as want some
Cover your dome because it's on once again
And I'm a young ****** that's known to win
I got my street sense from these mutha****** streets, ******
And I'm comin real, cause I ain't ****** with that weak *******t
Pass me the joint and let me kick it for the old folks
All the O.G.'s back in the hood that once sold ******
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 *******t live
And ****** 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 mutha****** bum *******t
I'm gettin paid makin maze, ****** the dumb *******t
You ain't my mother and I ain't your ****** son
So in reality, ******, you gets none
I'm gettin busy on this mutha****** track for ya
Funky - cause I'm the funky little ******
(******, ******)
Cause I'm the funky little - ******
(******, ******)
He-he-he
Cause I 'm a funky little ******
(******, ******)
(******, ******)
[ 2Low ]
Here we go once again with the real *******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 *******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 ass like I'm Bruise Lot
And let me squash this *******t: real ******s 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 *******t in '93 like a chainsaw
Makin ******s say, "Goddamn, that little ****** raw!"
And I can ****** the *******t off right
I'm straight from ?Warm Cloth? where these ******s don't fist-fight
They got they mutha****** pistols shootin *******t up
Tust enough to get your punk ass lit up
It's not about the set I claim, cause I don't bang
I'm just a ****** from the hood who let his nuts hang
And I can give a mutha****** about a ****** if he's bigger
I'm 2Low, biatch, the funky little ******
(******, ******)
He-he-he
[ Scarface ]
You'se the funky little what?
[ 2Low ]
The funky little - ******
(******, ******)
[ Scarface ]
You'se a funky little ******
(******, ******)
He-he
[ 2Low ]
The funky little ******
(******, ******)
[ Scarface ]
Let me see if you can ****** with this since you're so funky
Where is Cedric?
Where is Cedric?
[ 2Low ]
Here I am
Here I am
[ Scarface ]
How are you today, Sir?
[ 2Low ]
Very high, I thank you
[ Scarface ]
Smoke one, fool
[ 2Low ]
You smoke one, fool
[ Scarface, (2Low) ]
Well, it's Face kickin *******t with the funky little ******
(I'm the funky little ****** and I'm steady gettin bigger)
Pass the killer, little ******, let me hit me some dank
(Pass the bottle, mutha******a, let me hit me some drank)
I passed the forty to my partner, now he's ready to roll
(Crank it up, damn fool, cause I'm ready to go)
I be the Face (I be the Low) and we the real deal
Knockin ******s on they ass like we Evander Holyfield
(****** up the beat is what I'm known for)
And the funky little ****** is who this mutha****** song's for
Once upon a time there lived Lucky
Lucky got ****** because Lucky tried to ****** me
(Tried to ****** you how?) Hey yo, I gave the boy some *******t
He came up short, then he got his ass sidekicked
Had to cut him up like a tractor
Pick-pick-pick mutha******a, I holler atcha
(But you ain't gotta ****** with that snow no mo')
Why you say that, Low? (Cause I'm the funky little ******roe)
I couldn't hear you
You'se the funky little what?
(I'm the funky little - ******)
(******, ******)
I'm the funky little - ******
(******, ******)
(******, ******)