Chaos

Let it go Oh, yeah, we got drums Woo, Alkaholiks, let's get it crackin' y'all Ay J-Ro, teach these niggaz how to stunt People gather round, J-Ro is on arrival Raised in the ghetto, sing songs called 'Survival' Chillin' in my drawers in hotels like the Bible Alkaholiks, West coast legends is the title I can't shoot you with my knife, I can't stab you with my gun So the only thing left is to hit you with the drums Uh, huh, uhh, we in this bitch, no kickin' back J-Ro, tell these niggaz where the fuck you sippin' at Yo, I'm sippin' on the dock of the bay, puffin' on hay Used to sell bombay and sip Andre West West like Kanye, I got the rhythm like Kwame I used to have a crush on Shante Yo, E-Swift, I don't think that you bent But goddamn homeboy, where all the gin went? J-Ro, yo, I believe that's me Say what? You up next on the Hennessey And once you hear the Capital J, rap, it'll stay In your brain all day, it always happens that way I come from L.A., Cali, East side of the Valley Dilly-dally, ran through an alley Runnin' through an alley in my corduroy flip-flops We drink a lot of beer so it's that West coast hip-hop Kick box our way out of trouble, just to bubble Meet us at the bar y'all, where everybody love you Yo, my rhymes at parties, took out more MC's than brown Bacardi I'm totally gnarly Stumble through the crowd like excuse me, pardon me Sip hops and barely 'til I pop an artery My beats so fly, niggaz try to charter me I'm an Alkaholik but that's only one part of me My main man Tash is like Cool Raoul He got bitches butt-naked in the swimming pool I'm rowdy, I'm cocky, I'm like Jeremy Shockey I'm a giant in this game, y'all better back up off me You also the most frosty, drink until we saucy Keep bitches up all night like black coffee Yeah, you know Cinnamon, she hang with crazy Kim and them They always in the club, tryin' to take a nigga's Benjamins Feminine women, we be runnin' all up in 'em Then we send 'em home broke Because we wouldn't spend a cent on 'em Aiyyo CaTash, a people person, shake hands and kiss babies Politician in my mission, stack grands and spit crazy I roll with a tight crew like Mushmouth and Russell Girls wanna grab my love muscle and suckle Got trees in my duffel, get a ride from the airport I take the shuttle, no need for rebuttal Huddle round your speaker, got the system blastin' And we takin' everything, it ain't no need for askin' Got the headbangin' beats, so nigga pass the aspirin We bumrushin' the door in an un-orderly fashion This is the year that we cash in Catch me in Miami in the sun just baskin' Catch me in L.A. in the streets just mashin' The name is E-Swift, I move quick when I'm dashin' I'm swift on the cut with my hands when I'm scratchin' Alkaholiks back and the legacy's lastin'