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(feat. King T) |
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Nigga quit playin with the god damn drum machine |
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Motherfucker (ha) yo.. |
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[Chorus: x2] |
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Wherever my crew go, same old scenario |
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Takin over every show, rockin on the radio-ohhhhhhhh |
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Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh |
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[E-Swift] |
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It's Tha Liks you know our repoitoire, we party y'all |
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We treat every day like it's fuckin Mardi Gras (y'know) |
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Y'all done started somethin you just can't finish |
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Ten years deep in this game called rap business |
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We takin hip-hop back, it's gettin unbearable |
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Y'all done disrespected the game somethin terrible |
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My Likwid Crew shower you, with rhymes that's uncomparable |
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Beats so ridiculous it just ain't fair to you |
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We act stupid off the tonic and whiskey |
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Smoke so much weed you might think I'm a hippie |
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In the club drunk with my nigga King Tipsy |
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Lookin for some hoes that we can toss like frisbies |
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Bail through the club belligerent like, "Bitch Please" (damn) |
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Tab at the bar is already like six G's |
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Everywhere we go, I roll with the same old gang |
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Doin the same old thang, again and again |
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[Chorus] |
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[Tash] |
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Niggaz know.. (y'all niggaz know).. |
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On your marks get wet, three vets is on the set |
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It's nine years in the game and we ain't lost a step yet |
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We still in full effect with drunk rhymes that make the world spin |
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(While you starin at me nigga) Nigga, I'm starin at your girlfriend |
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Women see us out and think my click is too obnoxious |
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Cause we bail around the party like we off a couple notches |
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We off a couple vodkas, homegirl, we Likwid niggaz |
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Take the time to get to blow us, tell yo' friends come kick it with us |
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Ha ha, all jokes aside, we slide slippers |
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Money fallin out my pocket like I robbed nine strippers |
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Tash is, "Animal House" like Jon Belushi |
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I'll be drinkin all the sake while you eatin all the sushi (damn) |
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(Whattup nigga?) It's still the same situation |
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Tha Liks be gettin head from the same bitch you datin |
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Ratin us a 9'll be a waste of your time |
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We tens with big ends so let the games begin (y'know) |
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[Chorus] |
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[Tash] |
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Niggaz know.. y'all niggaz know.. |
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Niggaz know.. y'all niggaz know.. |
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[King Tee] |
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Yeah, yeah! |
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Imperialistic without doubt, the King'll blast your character out |
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So stop playin with it, you fadin in it |
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I stay with it, let me present the crown sound |
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Constricted with the Likwid, the ticket round town |
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The wicked wild sound unleashed out the cage |
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Plus the Alkaholiks got the bar on stage |
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Get pissy, Tipsy got a baggy full of cavi |
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J-Ro put D's on the Mavi' |
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Swift got TV's in the Caddy |
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Tash kept it all factory |
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The Likwid far from tacky |
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Even if I step in the Sky Bar, K-Swiss and hard khakis |
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Y'all niggaz better be happy, let me bubble |
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[Chorus] |
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[Tash] |
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Niggaz know.. niggaz know, y'all niggaz know.. |
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Niggaz know.. y'all niggaz know.. |
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[E-Swift scratches "Tha Liks" until almost the end] |
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[Chorus: partial] |
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Wherever my crew go, same old scenario. |
