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Текст (слова) песни: Tha Alkaholiks f Xzibit - DAAAM!

[Chorus: J-Ro]
Alkaholiks got the freaks that`ll make you say [Daaam!]
Alkaholiks got the freestyle to make you say [Daaam!]
Alkaholiks got the rhymes that`ll make you say [Daaam!]
Everytime I make a jam make you wanna say [Daaam!]

[Verse One: E-Swift]
E-Swift test the rocket launcher, let`s blow up the spot
Show em what we got for the ninety-flow shot
I`m the, brown bomber droppin verbal scuds
I write rhymes while my momma peel the skin off the spuds
This ain`t baseball, naw, the Liks won`t slump
So make room, for the crew with beats that hump
Yo, I`m the baddest man with a hit since Willie Mays
I`m playin for the A`s, O.G. was right cause "Rhyme Pays"
I walk through a rainstorm, I didn`t even get wet
I was bailin through Hell I didn`t even bust a sweat
So you must have a loco-motive, I mean a crazy reason
To wanna step up, it`s sucker punk season
Bring it on young one, so you can get done
I got mo` styles than the miles to the sun
Ninety-three million, five thousand flows
And here`s one more for the hoes

Chorus 2X: J-Ro (beats, freaks, rhymes, jam)

Repeat 8X: [liks liks liks boy, liks liks liks boy]

[Interlude over 8X: Xzibit]
Geyeah, Alkaholiks for ninety-fo`
Makin more dutch than Ross Perot
Check it out, yeah
Like that, Xzibit all in your grill
Hah, that`s that nigga Xzibit, yeah
Cause in ninety-four
It`s all about the flowws, the hoes
and the forty-o`s, nigga!

[Verse Two: Tash]
Kick your, dopest rhyme I`ll break it up like 3rd Bass
I`m from the crew that sets it off by sprayin beer in your face
So the ninety-four to them I pour my niggaz that remember
means I`m steppin to the mic with lyrics colder than December
[Brrrr!] The liquidator with the hardcore demanor`s
bustin out the perpetrators I see through em like a Zima
So I`m never caught between a hard place and a rock
Cause I kill rhyme bandits bare handed like Mr. Spock
I told chief not to start no beef
He tried to shoot me with his gun I caught the bullet with my teeth
Cause I`m stronger than the bull that`s on the Schlitz Malt Liquor
Hittin up your cities with the Alkaholik sticker
Cause I feel like bustin loose
It`s the wicked pain inflictor with the Mickey`s deuce deuce
Droppin rhymes like a boulder on the twenty-one and older
That`s what your momma with my picture tattooed on her shoulder
So rap artists, "Get ready to rumble!"
Cause I got lyrics up my sleeve that slam harder than Mutumbo
I heard your demo tape that shit was faker than a scam
While I be droppin shit that make you say

Chorus 2X: Tash (beats, freaks, flows, hoes)

[Verse Three: J-Ro]
I`ve been told that my style is so cold it make your nose run and j
I make the ladies say, "Make money money!"
I used to have a curl but I cut my shit real low
Cause every weekend I had a spin on the pillow
Watts, Willabrooke, even shook, when I took
A fresh-ass hook out my notebook
"Dan-na-dah, dan-na-dah" - I love sports
I even watch soccer and the girls on the tennis courts
You try to tackle me you couldn`t make me fall
Cause I been movin ahead since the day I learned to crawl
Y`all, aww shit, let me make a wish
I wish all the bunk MC`s turn to fish
So I could just hook em, take em home and cook em
That`s how I floss yo pass the hot sauce
When I walk down the streets I leave my feetprints
in the concrete, cause I`m fat meanin, I`m so complete
Like a freak on an elevator I`ma fuck you up
It`s the Ro, with the, inebiriated flow
I hate to boast but I`m the host with most
And I`m ghost, here`s a toast to my people`s from coast to coast

[Outro: Tash]
It`s like that [Daaam!]
It`s like this uh, it`s like that [Daaam!]
It`s like this uh, it`s like that [Daaam!]
Well it`s like this uh, it`s like that [Daaam!]
Like that, word up, Alkaholiks [Daaam!]
X to the Z Xzibit [Daaam!]
in the motherfuckin place, yeah [Daaam!]
Let me shout it out once, once, once [Daaam!]
To my nigga King Tee you don`t stop
To my nigga Diamond D you don`t stop
TO my nigga DJ Pooh you don`t stop
To my nigga J-Ro you don`t stop
To that nigga E-Swift you don`t stop
To that nigga D Pimp you don`t stop
To my nigga, all, across the board
This is how it go and I won`t leave you, sore
Uh, the freestyle flow dicks
Rico`s in the house and I`m from the fuckin Liks
Don`t perpetrate or you get perpetrated
Rico`s in the house yes yes I liquidate
the whole set up, your whole damn crew`ll get wet up
Nineteeen ninety-four`s in the house, we won`t let up
Yes, the freestyle flow on and on...

 

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