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[j-ro] ahh! y'all niggaz finally came back with the beers! |
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[tash] we're the alkaholiks in the house! |
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[j-ro] slow ass niggaz! |
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[tash] hey let's pass out some of this brew james |
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[j-ro] better have some 40's and tall cans and shit |
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[tash] james let's pass some of this brew out, check it out, yo |
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[tash] one for you [j-ro] one for you |
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[tash] one for you [j-ro] one for you |
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[tash] a few for your crew [j-ro] and this one's for you |
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[tash] one for you [j-ro] but this here is my brew |
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[j-ro] |
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It's the beer drinkin, breath stinkin sniffin money |
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I throw my hands up and say, "it's good" like gene tunny |
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C'mere pull my finger, so i can let the funk flow |
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E-swift the funk bro, beats to make the trunk roll |
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[tash] |
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Welcome to the house the one-times can't raid |
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Where i grab the mic trippin like my weed was sprayed |
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So to try to take what's mine you better be the smoothest criminality |
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Cause i'm deadly to the point i had to warn the surgeon general |
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[j-ro] |
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So let the women know, they call captain slave-a-hoe |
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Or j to the ro, from tha likwit crew beer roll |
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And speakin of crews, yo whose next to lose |
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Instead of five mics, i'd rather have five brews |
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[tash] |
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And if y'all niggaz peeped the news you saw the weatherman predictin |
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The rain was on the way because you know who brings tha likwit |
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The nigga risked it, rap exquisite down for housing |
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Cause i'm tryin to keep it pumpin til the year two thousand |
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[j-ro] |
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And fourteen, we'll still be holdin down the scene |
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Comin fresh everytime like peas from jolly green |
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Everytime we rock a show we send the crowd to detoxes |
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Tha liks bring the flicks that kicks like six oxes |
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[tash] |
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And i be rockin niggaz boxers like i'm dj "run" |
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So men and women rush my music like it's ck one |
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So of course i got it locked even my wackest two bitches |
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Look flyer than the heinas and the lowrider bitches |
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[j-ro] |
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And we left you all in stitches now we back like early morn |
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We comin back out on that shit like creamed corn |
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With that likwit funk, won't stop until you say uhh |
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I save a brew for you, fool, only when i'm drunk |
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[tash] |
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So what you sayin punk, even with a shipment of equipment |
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You still couldn't rock it cause you don't be comin different |
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So that bruisin you was cruisin for has just arrived |
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With the olde english crack just to make it live |
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[tash] one for you [j-ro] one for you |
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[tash] one for you [j-ro] one for you |
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[tash] a few for your crew [j-ro] this one's for you |
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[tash] damn we runnin out of brew [j-ro] now what we gonna do? |
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[both] three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside |
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Round the outside, round the outside |
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[both] three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside |
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(so dosey do your partner!) |
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[j-ro] |
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Can you feel it? yeah |
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If you didn't have it would you steal it? hell yeah |
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Well it's yours! |
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My rap skills are black like burnt hills |
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On the reals, i make the coldest nigga catch the chills |
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Like the buffalo bills, you had your chances (that's right) |
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Pack your pots and pans, and fly your ass back to kansas |
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I should diss you, wack rhymes are the issue |
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I come up with hooks that'll pull out your tissue |
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Like tito, white kids think i'm neato |
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I chop mc's up and throw em in my burrito |
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What? never interrupt me when i'm speakin |
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Just sit your ass down and say, "weallll" like a deacon |
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Fuck the trendy clothes i want the bankrolls |
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Your style is funny like hoes with big butts and skinny ankles |
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[tash] |
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And havin shoes or where their coats is, right under our noses |
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Cause tash brings the chronic, so fuck a dozen roses |
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Talk they feet out sweep em from the second that i peep em |
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Cause the women look so good i wanna take em home and keep em |
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Freak em, but only with my jimmy well protected |
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Cause i know you want it raw but i can't give it to ya naked |
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So chill for a second while i wreck it on the audi |
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Cause i kick that kinda shit that leaves y'all bitches brains cloudy |
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Now we, come to the payoff because i'm way off |
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I fuck parties up like ferris bueller on his day off |
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So peep how i creep and how deep i dive |
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With the olde english crack just to make it live |
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[tash] one for you [j-ro] one for you |
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[tash] one for you [j-ro] one for you |
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[tash] one for you [j-ro] and this one's for you |
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[tash] damn we out of fuckin brew [j-ro] then fuck it, then we through |
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[both] three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside |
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Round the outside, round the outside |
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[both] three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside |
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... once again |
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[both] three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside |
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Round the outside, round the outside |
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[both] three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside |
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... and we gonna fuck it up; motherfuckers |
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[tash] |
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Yeah that's right, go keep all your hoes motherfuckers |
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It's 1996, likwit crew, alkaholiks, king tee |
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Xzibit, phil da agony, defari |
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Uhh, a.k.a. the forty downers |
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What y'all know about this? |
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West coast hip-hop at it's motherfuckin finest |
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(uhh, phil da ag in the house) |
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Forty to da head in the house |
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(x to the z in the house) |
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E-swift on the beat |
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(and barber shop in the house) |
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Need i say more? |
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(west coast, east coast) |
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Hell no! |
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(all over the world, and we out) |