Black Cadillac, on vogues
Sittin back thinkin
Thing aint the same no mo
We want Biggie
Big up to the east-coast Brooklyn don
Heads still bouncin
Tell the DJ what we want 
We want Biggie
So you wanna be hardcore
With your hat to the back
Talking about the gats in your raps
But I cant feel that hardcore
Appeal that youre screaming
Maybe Im dreaming
This aint Christopher Williams, still some
MCs got to feel one
Caps, I got to peel some
To let niggas know 
That if you fuck with big-and-heavy
I get up in that ass like a wedgie
Says who - says me, the lyrical
Niggas saying: Biggie off the street, its a miracle!
Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me
Just for niggas acting shifty
Sticks and stones break bones, but the gatll kill you quicker
Especially when Im drunk off the liquor
Smoking funk by the boxes, packing Glocks
Its natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk, baby
When they ask us what we want 
We want the funk!
Where Brooklyn at? 
Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
Live and die for the funk
We want the funk!
Where Brooklyn at? 
Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
Aw, its nothing but funk in this motherfucker here!
Ayo, its Redman dog, you know the deal
Im watching New Jack City in my steering wheel
Man I love for the funk, Ill kill that wheel
Nigga fucking large Im in the NFL
Killer, the man on fire like Denzel
I rock steady, my heatll make your wind-mill
Thats real, dot, R-A-W, straight out my mother womb
Right to the rubber room, Im psycho, automatics
Since a younging, blowing funk boosts with half-sticks
I aint give a fuck, now Im trying to own a mountain
Standing on it yelling regular!
B. Smalls, Nate Dogg on the same beat
We fuck hoes, send em home like the Yankees
Brick City, yeah nigga, a threat
Thats how I act when Bad Boy cut Killa a check
Yep, haha
When they ask us what we want 
We want the funk!
Where Brooklyn at? 
Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
Live and die for the funk
We want the funk!
Where Brooklyn at? 
Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
Real talk, nigga, Flip Mode Squads in the building
Put your ones up, tribute the god, look
All gathered around, bounce to the funk
Got the whole club stink with the aroma of the skunk
Now, bang it out the trunk, nigga, aint nothing change
Rep Big in a horde, like he still on St. James
Check it, nigga gon see why we try
We continue to rep the funk in the name of the god B.I
Get dressed, mamis try to step up in the spotlight
We honoring one of the greatest, yes we gotta rep him right
Homie I aint done, let me keep giving you funk shit
Busta Bust does just what he do, now let me run shit
Yeah, peep heat we bringin, rep the funk to the fullest
Still, keep we keep drillin, niggas all up in they head
Cause I said we always will, and
Put it down for Big-Heavy, still B.K. swinging
The funk, baby
When they ask us what we want 
We want the funk!
Where Brooklyn at? 
Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
Live and die for the funk
We want the funk!
Where Brooklyn at? 
Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?