Lyrics:

[Intro: Golden Jelly]
Oh yeah, all the cars from L.A to Longbeach
They all linin' up for the big one, the BBQ on the Boulevard
I know you're likin' the funk, so roll up your chronic and head to the beach
We gonna kick things off, with Golden Toby, straight from long beach

[Verse 1: Golden Toby]
I'm digging that G funk, so here we go
I'm going round and round, when I stop, I never know
I stopped on the jay so buy it up
I want to get high, I want to get fucked up
I don't smoke no Buddha, I never smoked no sess
I only smoked the hydro 'cause the hydro is the best
The east side G Golden Toby's all the same
I'm at the BBQ, yeah, I'm kickin' straight game

[Verse 2: Golden D]
G-Funk, Goldie ain't no punk
Drinkin' 40's till I'm drunk, smokin' chronic till I'm high
Rollin' with my girlie in my 6-4
Pull out the side, pull up to booty mack
Drive up to the B-L-V-D
Just me and my chicks and my blunts and me
Headed for the BBQ on the Boulevard
Try to be me, shit, it ain't that hard

[Verse 3: Gold Double B]
B Double Gold to the B-B
Rollin' up a doobie and smoke it with me
Hittin' 16, lettin' ass drop
Chrome on the wheels and the drop top
Tons of hot chicks at the BBQ
Glocks locked and cocked and aimed at you
So blaze it on up and pass it around
Around and around to the G-Funk sound

[Chorus]
G-Funk, the G-Funk baby (Ow!)
G-Funk, the G-Funk baby (Bitch!)
G-Funk, the G-Funk baby (Ow!)
G-Funk, the G-Funk baby (Bitch!)

[Verse 4: Rold Gold]
Drivin' way down low take it slow take a blow from Rold Gold
Just like [?], our rhymes are slow
All alone, I'm at your home, I read you poems
Hands roam, slip slip, lick it up
It's the shit, I know that I go
Don't blow no mo'
Livin' G-Funked up
G-Funked up

[Verse 5: Golden Jelly]
Well, I pulled up top down in my 6-4 Impala
G's on the move, G's on the move
For the chronic, the chronic is bionic
I fucked that bitch from J. J. Fad, remember "Supersonic"?
Well now she licks my nuts, she likes the way it tastes
So then I pulled my dick out and I nutted in her face (Uh!)
G-Funk, I got the funk, G
The G it stands for Gold, and I'm the Golden Jelly

[Verse 6: Golden Warrior]
I'm in a G-Funk smokin' on a blunt, boom!
G. B. smellin' like Christmas tree
Number 10 and all the lice skunk big fatty jib square
Put the fire to the bitch, I'm there
Puffin' on a fat spliff stinky stank whack bitch
Chronic motherfucker mondo hydro hundred dollars and mo'
I don't care I'll kick it back all broke
(With the G-funk)

[Chorus]
G-Funk, the G-Funk baby (Ow!)
G-Funk, the G-Funk baby (Bitch!)
G-Funk, the G-Funk baby (Ow!)
G-Funk, the G-Funk baby (Bitch!)

[Verse 7: Golden Frank]
I'm Golden Frank, and I'm clockin' bank
Drinkin' 40's and rollin' up dank
If this was a fish tank I would be a goldfish
I'm servin' funk, so come and have another dish
Fine hoes, they line up like whinoes
They want my balls, I only fuck albinos
I'm from L.A., but not from the L.B.C
Compton Longbeach, they call me Frank G

[Verse 8: Golden Spud]
I smoke much bud, so roll it up
Pass it on over and dig on the funk
That's comin' from our trunk
I'm Golden Spud, from the G-Funk
I smoke much bud, so roll it up
Pass it over and dig on the funk
That's comin' from our trunk
I'm Golden Spud, from the G-Funk

[Verse 9: Gold Digger]
Well it's the G-Funk, baby
It's gonna make you crazy
We flip it down, we rub it down
Wet slop it like gravy
I'm Gold Digger, bitch
I'm packed with the funk
If you think I farted, it's because the shit stunk
Now it's the G-Funk
Uh huh, the G-Funk
Yeah, uh, uh

[Chorus]
G-Funk, the G-Funk baby (Ow!)
G-Funk, the G-Funk baby (Bitch!)
G-Funk, the G-Funk baby (ow!)
G-G-G-Funk, the G-Funk baby (Bitch!)