151
Xzibit, Tha Alkaholiks, Tha Liks
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All bitches come and kick it with me Weed smokers come and hit it with me Alkaholiks come and sip it with me Uh-huh, Alkaholiks come and hit it with me (Tell 'em about yo'self Tash) Alkies come and kick it with me (I said tell 'em about yo'self Tash) Say what folk? Say what? Aight, yo I got a passion for fashion, fast cars and livin' triflin' A sweet tooth for mic booths hoes and "Rap Life'n" it Everybody know Big Tash is unstoppable Flashy Tashy fly assassin poppin' everything that's poppable Pop a collar, pop a wheelie, pop up at yo' house Poppin' bottles in your lawn, tell your pops you're goin' out Hip-Hop no doubt that's what it's about But I'ma tell y'all niggas once, y'all better read my mouth F*ck bein broke, 'cause bein broke ain't no joke Broke niggas always askin to smoke Let me bust y'all down with a West coast heater If y'all girls is gettin' hot, throw on my wife beater Drink a whole liter, get buzzed and clown ? might wobble but he don't fall down Peace to Dogg Pound, let's have some fun Tha Alkaholiks in this bitch off that one-five-one [Chorus] I, am a, Alkaholik nigga Top dollar if you ain't up on it you gotta Move back I'm off that one-fifty-one right Stumblin, throwin' up, just lost my eyesight I, am a, Alkaholik nigga Top dollar if you ain't up on it you gotta Bang hoes that want new clothes but get nada Ah-hah-ha-ha, ha-hah-ha, ha-ha Make 'em shout, now how the f*ck we gonna work it out? Turn it out, we'll smash and bang and blow a circuit out Alkies, we heat the party to the third degree F*ck with me, then I'll beat you down verbally Here we come, Tha Liks ain't never been the ones to run Just for fun, puttin' Remi in our water guns Where ya at, puffin hash in the fuckin' ? F*ck that, most rappers I don't even really feel 'em Likwid MC's, flow like the breeze blowin' through the trees You know my steez, I burn bleeds while I count my cheese Aye yo, MackinRo ain't never punkin' out Say bro, so nigga what the hell you funk about? Where you from, you know the Pactown? is the city Dee dum dum, but I'm known to get down to the nitty Strip club, c'mere baby let me see your titties Give me a dub, naw f*ck that, nigga bring a fitty [Chorus] So for the next twenty seasons Tha Liks is gettin' even While we "drop drop, drop, drop it like" it's freezin Party down for no reason, I'll play hoop with the spins I even celebrate the loss when the other team wins (YAY!) Fuckin' with my friends, DJ Twinz and Red You might catch that quick fast two-piece with no bread (You heard what he said) Yeah loud and clear Aye yo J where you at? Tash I'm right the f*ck here Listen up, you standin' in the corner smokin' drinkin' Empty cup, now you all fucked up with broken thinkin' D.you.I., now how the f*ck you gon' get home? Don't even try, I hope you ain't gon' try to drive alone Watch that curve, 'cause if you do you might lose control You start to swerve, cruisin' wrappin' shit around a pole It ain't your day, you in a wheelchair like oh no! Now you say, I was gonna go professional [Chorus]
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Written by: ALVIN N. JOINER, ERIC BROOKS, JAMES ANTHONY ROBINSON, RAYMOND GRANT, RICHARD GRANT, RICO SMITH
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