Текст (слова) песни: Tha Alkaholiks - Likwit Ridas

Intro:

Whoridas. tha alkaholiks (x8)

Whoridas:

Fo-sho shots get dropped and popped just like a picklock

With the master key, but the master key be me

I assign chop from hot, like a cold on a stove

And commence to roll, like a tire

A real rider will ride ya, like a stallion with a chair

Any buster be cherbin, in the game thats embarrassin

And we came prepared because Im round hoe

On the down low

And I hit the block with a 50 brown drama metal calico

From the o to mexico, we rip shows, gotta let them know

How we flow, when we get the doe and roll a little harder

So we smoke a hundered yarder, bogard, who ridin marvin?

No duckin and dodgin, my niggas be ridin

But we be no gangstas, straight laced parlayers

You stick around and watch my money lay ya

And I know them haters, dont want to see you excel

On the way to bogel, but them busters always bumpin

They gun with a story to tell, fresh off the press

Hittin hard like a tech on the target

Scratching "just grab the mic, ? dont do it right."

J-ro:

J-ro rock the party till the needle start skippin

Im trippin like pippen, long hour sippin

Uh, ? deep into books on my shelves

I like them sexy ladies that can do for they damn selves

What good is a beautiful dame, with a royals royce frame

And a volkswagen brain

My style be kind of old, like gold

But its the reason why I still mold, c-notes in my bill fold

I like my brew real cold, its the ro-gram you with me

Swift wont you hit me, one time, fo the troubles in these rhymes

Niggas do crimes and never make it past they primes

My flows are numerous like east valley murders

Bustin shit off like talk is cheap like rallys burgers

You know that cool niggero, riding on a metro

With the cold 4-0, I really dont like to permote guns

But I got one, a pistol grip shot gun

My other one weighs a ton, son, kid, loc, dog, whatever

Fuckin with the likwit will get your head severed

Whoridas get it poppin lik buggalo shrimp, we got a perment job

At rappin, we just attempt, and i

Pimp the flow like imp the dimp

And I run around 40s like my nigga shawn kemp, and Im out

Hook:

This is how it goes down, check out he sound

Westcoast underground, who is the tightest?

The liks and whoridas (x2)

Whoridas:

Trust no one, smash, with my family do or die

When we ride on by cartel, street gangs by bail makes mail

Wont stop, I sell, I need to proceed

I cant cross what a nigga need with greed

So I sit with walley, and make my plan till dividens will end

With this look, my grand one of a kind like a brick

To buy some shit once find, and flip it twice

But dont put a thang on hold we roll

We stay on the road, I gtta make my fetti even if its off the wall

Gotta stay on the ball, my gift to gab, make a lotta cash

Sit back in a lab and strike oil like an arab

For sheeze, I know my brown preeza, oh jesus

In my lifetime so many fans movin hand to hand

So many niggas ou there trying to be the man

Like neon deion, got jacked like peons

On the front line for the first time

Talking:

Hey, whats the big idea? put that gun away harry we have a deal.

Its never too late to improve your barganing position.

Tash:

And to whom it my concern, its tash turn to burn

Bored as fuck with the mic I snatch that shit from howard stern

And host my own show

Cause tash is bout it bout when its crowded

Im here to rock yall niggas even though Im guinestouted

So slide some oil to these stiff mcs

While I get into this style that bones like m 3s

Cause Im here to clock cheese, my style is mega costly

Even oakland niggas ay "tash is hella saucy" (what!)

I stomp out the cop out, no ties or split deciesions

The hennessy is fuckin with my vision

But even half blind, I still find a rhyme to blow your mind

Thats why I walk around l.a. with more hoes than ginuwine

So jump in the saddle if yall niggas wanna battle

Cause I roll shake and rattle till your whole crew skidattle

Im posted to be chosen as the one to keep it pumpin

Thats why you lookin at me like "tash is up to somethin."

I am though, Im peepin out the ladies on the wall

That keep they self together with draweres that match they bras

I feel em and I know them bitches feel me

Cause I go by the name of (catashtophy!)

Hook (x2)

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No duckin and dodgin, my niggas be ridin But we be no gangstas, straight laced parlayers You stick around and watch my money lay ya And I know them haters, dont want to see you excel On the way to bogel, but them busters always bumpin They gun with a story to tell, fresh off the press Hittin hard like a tech on the target Scratching "just grab the mic, ? dont do it right." J-ro: J-ro rock the party till the needle start skippin Im trippin like pippen, long hour sippin Uh, ? deep into books on my shelves I like them sexy ladies that can do for they damn selves What good is a beautiful dame, with a royals royce frame And a volkswagen brain My style be kind of old, like gold But its the reason why I still mold, c-notes in my bill fold I like my brew real cold, its the ro-gram you with me Swift wont you hit me, one time, fo the troubles in these rhymes Niggas do crimes and never make it past they primes My flows are numerous like east valley murders Bustin shit off like talk is cheap like rallys burgers You know that cool niggero, riding on a metro With the cold 4-0, I really dont like to permote guns But I got one, a pistol grip shot gun My other one weighs a ton, son, kid, loc, dog, whatever Fuckin with the likwit will get your head severed Whoridas get it poppin lik buggalo shrimp, we got a perment job At rappin, we just attempt, and i Pimp the flow like imp the dimp And I run around 40s like my nigga shawn kemp, and Im out Hook: This is how it goes down, check out he sound Westcoast underground, who is the tightest? The liks and whoridas (x2) Whoridas: Trust no one, smash, with my family do or die When we ride on by cartel, street gangs by bail makes mail Wont stop, I sell, I need to proceed I cant cross what a nigga need with greed So I sit with walley, and make my plan till dividens will end With this look, my grand one of a kind like a brick To buy some shit once find, and flip it twice But dont put a thang on hold we roll We stay on the road, I gtta make my fetti even if its off the wall Gotta stay on the ball, my gift to gab, make a lotta cash Sit back in a lab and strike oil like an arab For sheeze, I know my brown preeza, oh jesus In my lifetime so many fans movin hand to hand So many niggas ou there trying to be the man Like neon deion, got jacked like peons On the front line for the first time Talking: Hey, whats the big idea? put that gun away harry we have a deal. Its never too late to improve your barganing position. Tash: And to whom it my concern, its tash turn to burn Bored as fuck with the mic I snatch that shit from howard stern And host my own show Cause tash is bout it bout when its crowded Im here to rock yall niggas even though Im guinestouted So slide some oil to these stiff mcs While I get into this style that bones like m 3s Cause Im here to clock cheese, my style is mega costly Even oakland niggas ay "tash is hella saucy" (what!) I stomp out the cop out, no ties or split deciesions The hennessy is fuckin with my vision But even half blind, I still find a rhyme to blow your mind Thats why I walk around l.a. with more hoes than ginuwine So jump in the saddle if yall niggas wanna battle Cause I roll shake and rattle till your whole crew skidattle Im posted to be chosen as the one to keep it pumpin Thats why you lookin at me like "tash is up to somethin." I am though, Im peepin out the ladies on the wall That keep they self together with draweres that match they bras I feel em and I know them bitches feel me Cause I go by the name of (catashtophy!) Hook (x2) Нравится песня? 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