Lyrics:
Yeah, Tha Alkaholiks
Ay J, I got a crew
They called the Loot Pack
And they can get crazy fresh y'all, crazy fresh y'all
My man Jack is about
the Loot Pack crew
Funky like Con-Funk-Shun, more style than Stylistics
I got mo' beats than Magic's got assists so
Raise up off me, or get snatched by
side of the track niggaz
Method Man, Redman, IAM
Let's get it dirty
Yeah, v'là un cocktail molotoff (?)
We back live again
It's the world wide
side of the track niggaz
Method Man, Redman, IAM
Let's get it dirty
Yeah, v'là un cocktail molotoff (?)
We back live again
It's the world wide
apparatus in
the front with two big eyes mounted like Appletons with miniature motorized frowning
chrome eyebrows over them. Along the side of his disc
more of your songs
Waited for ‘Shady XV’ to drop some more of your songs
A disc of new songs and a disc of old ones
Got me into others with ‘Ya’ll Ready
The lip we sit can house the nine zips
For rock we can't do nothin', for this we come equipped
Off disc, off tape, rap blastin' two from eight
The really
name is, man we got a real crew, we got
Motherfuckers over here rapping for real, eat pussy on records and
Shit, that shit ain't what's happening, we
will comply
It's now
2025, my legacy survived
People live and they thrive on what I provide
Took me from a mortal and made me immortal
Two takes it
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do
Different ways
Bartender, you forgot to fill up my cup, uh
Ain't no stoppin' until your draws start floppin' (what?)
There won't be no beef unless the disc stop jockin'
Yuhh
Woo
Glrrt pow
A10
A10
A10
A10
A10
You know the f**cking Vibes n***a
Long Live Pop Smoke n***a
Me my n****s don't lack
Send two shots to ya back
the hustlin on the corner
(love these thug niggas ya heard me)
Know what I'm sayin makin it happen
Niggas in the rap game changin their lives
Silkk,
heated
Like a beef between two heavyweights
Which started cuz of some messy takes
By these critics that come wit envy traits
And won't stop till
face
Finding my crew and cracking a case
Drinking for two and I'm gaining my pace
Throw out the kicks with the flame on my heel
Blow up this bitch with
to live?
Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggas
Fuck bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers
2Pac'll spark a revolution, fuck
branded
cll over Facebook
Felt like the nineties landed
Back in the two thousand
We was bumpin' three thousand
Broward County's OutKast by the way we
Back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up ease off
This goes out to all area crew (yes, yes, yes)
This to my BK crew
it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
rotten
Microphone check, one two one two
Shouts to the East and the West coast crew
Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true
{"That's all I
Spendi il tuo bonus cultura dopo ai miei concerti
Ed eventi grandi a Gatsby faccio il mister
Al prossimo live ci saranno pure le stripper ah
Ed è most
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y'all
My crew'll break each shoulder
I'm that nigga they talk about on street soldiers
Cause my street soldiers are heat holders and weed rollers
We keep
the real,
Extra shit I disavow,
I stand on my two,
cnd Thats the way I'm way going down.
Fuck around.
Kill me cause I live what I speak,
Do what I preach,
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