Текст (слова) песни: Tha Liks - Anotha Round

[J-Ro]
Yeah, it`s the return of three drunk mothafuckas
Huh, yeah, it`s Tha Liks
We gots Stan the guitar man in the house
Mothaclucka, uh, uh

[J-Ro]
I`m sick like a sore throat swallow, drunk act to follow
I`ll make the whole bottle hollow (what a ride!)
Rollin` wit` a open container, and one in the chamber
Ten Likwit CD`s in the changer
Bettin` wages on the Lakers; yo` squad is in danger
Hoes go two ways these days like my pager
Say Hoe, my name is J-Ro, oh, you didn`t know? (no)
Well, fuck you then!
I hang with cats, who chase rats, and kick tats
Hit the eightball like Minnesota fats
Got more ? than biceps, relax
Pure hoes jockin` in the studio flats
When I`m in the house, take off the wave cap for hats
Got scully from a hoochie, with lips like Da Brat
Raised in the valley of the shadow of death
So I fear none, time to anty up for the beer run

[Chorus]
We are Tha Alkaholiks
It`s last call, can we get anotha round?
We are Tha Alkaholiks
And I know ya like the way it`s goin` down

[Tash]
So all the ladies to the Limo, it`s Tha Alkaholik car pool
Lyrics bang from thirty feet to blow y`all niggas off your bar stool
We back, to wet`cha, the flawless, the wallus
Regardless of your colors, Tha Liks are Alkaholiks

[Tha Liks]
We the same three niggas that be makin` the noise
Doin` donuts in Ferraris, like some drunk hot boys

[Tash]
Do or die fool! Straight from the home of where we spark from
Where the weed`ll leave ya dizzy like a tranquelizer dart gun
The L, not to be confused with Tinsletown
Well, I made a million dollars off this shit I penciled down
Flashy Tashy, be gunnin` from the worsest alliance
And when I die, I`ma donate all my verses to science
Do the tango, while rappers get strangled by the lone-shark
You be ridin` niggas dick, that`s why you never make your own mark
I`m sober and justice, why this is my year
Screamin` "Party over here, fuck y`all over there!"
(Party over here, fuck y`all over there!)

[Chorus]

[J-Ro]
King Tee started it off, and then came Tha Liks
Then Xzibit added hot done proda to the mix
Then Defari, "Hey you!" Comin` through, Likwit Crew
And ? gets the broom, who can sin it?
Who can sin it? Twisted and been it, but if the funk ain`t in it
My DJ always submitted to spin it
If I said that I meant it, don`t get`cha mouth pin it in ?
We feelin` with a penny, represent it

[Tash]
Aiyyo re-pre-sent, yo`, re-si-dence
If it don`t say Likwit, then you won`t get bent
Aiyyo, dollars and cents, make the world just awkward
Got niggas in the hood, livin` next to their doctor
I`m a rowdy, mic-rocker, since the age of twenty-two
In the video, flossin`, like "This could be you"
Likwit Crew, do it up, `til the wheels fall off
Unlike these other niggas that had it and lost it
We stayed in the game, stayed hot, turned up the flame
{*"Y`all know the name!" -> Pharoahe Monch*}

[Chorus 2x]

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» Tha Liks - X.O. Experience
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» Tha Liks - 40 Oz Quartet Part II
» Tha Liks - L-I-K-S
» Tha Liks - Goin` Crazy


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Tha Liks - Anotha Round [J-Ro] Yeah, it`s the return of three drunk mothafuckas Huh, yeah, it`s Tha Liks We gots Stan the guitar man in the house Mothaclucka, uh, uh [J-Ro] I`m sick like a sore throat swallow, drunk act to follow I`ll make the whole bottle hollow (what a ride!) Rollin` wit` a open container, and one in the chamber Ten Likwit CD`s in the changer Bettin` wages on the Lakers; yo` squad is in danger Hoes go two ways these days like my pager Say Hoe, my name is J-Ro, oh, you didn`t know? (no) Well, fuck you then! I hang with cats, who chase rats, and kick tats Hit the eightball like Minnesota fats Got more ? than biceps, relax Pure hoes jockin` in the studio flats When I`m in the house, take off the wave cap for hats Got scully from a hoochie, with lips like Da Brat Raised in the valley of the shadow of death So I fear none, time to anty up for the beer run [Chorus] We are Tha Alkaholiks It`s last call, can we get anotha round? We are Tha Alkaholiks And I know ya like the way it`s goin` down [Tash] So all the ladies to the Limo, it`s Tha Alkaholik car pool Lyrics bang from thirty feet to blow y`all niggas off your bar stool We back, to wet`cha, the flawless, the wallus Regardless of your colors, Tha Liks are Alkaholiks [Tha Liks] We the same three niggas that be makin` the noise Doin` donuts in Ferraris, like some drunk hot boys [Tash] Do or die fool! Straight from the home of where we spark from Where the weed`ll leave ya dizzy like a tranquelizer dart gun The L, not to be confused with Tinsletown Well, I made a million dollars off this shit I penciled down Flashy Tashy, be gunnin` from the worsest alliance And when I die, I`ma donate all my verses to science Do the tango, while rappers get strangled by the lone-shark You be ridin` niggas dick, that`s why you never make your own mark I`m sober and justice, why this is my year Screamin` "Party over here, fuck y`all over there!" (Party over here, fuck y`all over there!) [Chorus] [J-Ro] King Tee started it off, and then came Tha Liks Then Xzibit added hot done proda to the mix Then Defari, "Hey you!" Comin` through, Likwit Crew And ? gets the broom, who can sin it? Who can sin it? Twisted and been it, but if the funk ain`t in it My DJ always submitted to spin it If I said that I meant it, don`t get`cha mouth pin it in ? We feelin` with a penny, represent it [Tash] Aiyyo re-pre-sent, yo`, re-si-dence If it don`t say Likwit, then you won`t get bent Aiyyo, dollars and cents, make the world just awkward Got niggas in the hood, livin` next to their doctor I`m a rowdy, mic-rocker, since the age of twenty-two In the video, flossin`, like "This could be you" Likwit Crew, do it up, `til the wheels fall off Unlike these other niggas that had it and lost it We stayed in the game, stayed hot, turned up the flame {"Y`all know the name!" -> Pharoahe Monch} [Chorus 2x] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Anotha Round: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/13311.html Все тексты песен: Tha Liks » Tha Liks - 40 Oz Quartet Part I » Tha Liks - Da Da Da Da » Tha Liks - X.O. Experience » Tha Liks - Anotha Round » Tha Liks - 40 Oz Quartet Part II » Tha Liks - L-I-K-S » Tha Liks - Goin` Crazy Рекомендуем скачать: » Борис Вахнюк - Так было. Кончилась война... » Борис Шигин - Девятый возраст. Мне уже за сорок... » Булат Окуджава - В детстве мне встретился как-то кузнечик... » Борис Бурда - Монолог колхозника » Буч (Butch) - Утренний свет » Братья Грим - Сердце » Булат Окуджава - Мгновенно слово. Короток век... » Борис Вячеславов - Синебровый желтый бог... » Булат Окуджава - Полдень в деревне (Поэма) » Братья Грим - Вторая половина » Блестящие - За четыре моря » Борис Есипов - Полярная звезда » Борис Вахнюк - Это » Борис Вахнюк - Солдатские сны » Борис Вячеславов - Я приветствую Вас, маэстро... » Башаков бэнд - Солнце под крылом. » Би-2 - Птицы » Братья Грим - Ресницы » Булат Окуджава - (стихи) » Би-2 - Где танго
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