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[Tash]

All bitches come and kick it with me

Weed smokers come and hit it with me

Alkaholiks come and sip it with me

Uh-huh - Alkaholiks come and hit it with me

(Tell `em about yo`self Tash)

Alkies come and kick it with me

(I said tell `em about yo`self Tash)

Say what folk? Say what? Aight, yo



I got a passion for fashion, fast cars and livin triflin

A sweet tooth for mic booths hoes and "Rap Life`n" it

Everybody know Big Tash is unstoppable

Flashy Tashy fly assassin poppin everything that`s poppable

Pop a collar, pop a wheelie, pop up at yo` house

Poppin bottles in your lawn, tell your pops you`re goin out

Hip-Hop no doubt that`s what it`s about

But I`ma tell y`all niggaz once, y`all better read my mouth

Fuck bein broke, cause bein broke ain`t no joke

Broke niggaz always askin to smoke

Let me bust y`all down with a West coast heater

If y`all girls is gettin hot, throw on my wife beater

Drink a whole liter, get buzzed and clown

(?) might wobble but he don`t fall down

Peace to Dogg Pound, let`s have some fun

Tha Alkaholiks in this bitch off that one-five-one



[Chorus: Xzibit]

I, am a, Alkaholik nigga

Top dollar if you ain`t up on it you gotta

move back I`m off that one-fifty-one right

Stumblin, throwin up, just lost my eyesight

I, am a, Alkaholik nigga

Top dollar if you ain`t up on it you gotta

bang hoes that want new clothes but get nada

AH-HAH-HA-HA, HA-HAH-HA, HA-HA



[J-Ro]

Make `em shout - now how the fuck we gonna work it out?

Turn it out - we`ll smash and bang and blow a circuit out

Alkies - we heat the party to the third degree

Fuck with me - then I`ll beat you down verbally

Here we come - Tha Liks ain`t never been the ones to run

Just for fun - puttin Remi in our water guns

Where ya at - puffin hash in the fuckin (?)

Fuck that - most rappers I don`t even really feel `em

Likwid MC`s - flow like the breeze blowin through the trees

You know my steez - I burn bleeds while I count my cheese

Aiyyo - MackinRo ain`t never punkin out

Say bro - so nigga what the hell you funk about?

Where you from - you know the Pactown(?) is the city

Dee dum dum - but I`m known to get down to the nitty

Strip club - c`mere baby let me see your titties

Give me a dub - naw fuck that, nigga bring a fitty



[Chorus]



[Tash]

So for the next twenty seasons Tha Liks is gettin even

while we "drop drop, drop, drop it like" it`s freezin

Party down for no reason - I`ll play hoop with the spins

I even celebrate the loss when the other team wins (YAY!)

Fuckin with my friends, DJ Twinz and Red

You might catch that quick fast two-piece with no bread

(You heard what he said) Yeah loud and clear

Aiyyo J where you at?



[J-Ro]

Tash I`m right the fuck here

Listen up - you standin in the corner smokin drinkin

Empty cup - now you all fucked up with broken thinkin

D.U.I. - now how the fuck you gon` get home?

Don`t even try - I hope you ain`t gon` try to drive alone

Watch that curve - cause if you do you might lose control

You start to swerve - cruisin wrappin shit around a pole

It ain`t your day - you in a wheelchair like oh no!

Now you say - I was gonna go professional



[Chorus]

[Tash]

All bitches come and kick it with me

Weed smokers come and hit it with me

Alkaholiks come and sip it with me

Uh-huh - Alkaholiks come and hit it with me

(Tell `em about yo`self Tash)

Alkies come and kick it with me

(I said tell `em about yo`self Tash)

Say what folk? Say what? Aight, yo



I got a passion for fashion, fast cars and livin triflin

A sweet tooth for mic booths hoes and "Rap Life`n" it

Everybody know Big Tash is unstoppable

Flashy Tashy fly assassin poppin everything that`s poppable

Pop a collar, pop a wheelie, pop up at yo` house

Poppin bottles in your lawn, tell your pops you`re goin out

Hip-Hop no doubt that`s what it`s about

But I`ma tell y`all niggaz once, y`all better read my mouth

Fuck bein broke, cause bein broke ain`t no joke

Broke niggaz always askin to smoke

Let me bust y`all down with a West coast heater

If y`all girls is gettin hot, throw on my wife beater

Drink a whole liter, get buzzed and clown

(?) might wobble but he don`t fall down

Peace to Dogg Pound, let`s have some fun

Tha Alkaholiks in this bitch off that one-five-one



[Chorus: Xzibit]

I, am a, Alkaholik nigga

Top dollar if you ain`t up on it you gotta

move back I`m off that one-fifty-one right

Stumblin, throwin up, just lost my eyesight

I, am a, Alkaholik nigga

Top dollar if you ain`t up on it you gotta

bang hoes that want new clothes but get nada

AH-HAH-HA-HA, HA-HAH-HA, HA-HA



[J-Ro]

Make `em shout - now how the fuck we gonna work it out?

Turn it out - we`ll smash and bang and blow a circuit out

Alkies - we heat the party to the third degree

Fuck with me - then I`ll beat you down verbally

Here we come - Tha Liks ain`t never been the ones to run

Just for fun - puttin Remi in our water guns

Where ya at - puffin hash in the fuckin (?)

Fuck that - most rappers I don`t even really feel `em

Likwid MC`s - flow like the breeze blowin through the trees

You know my steez - I burn bleeds while I count my cheese

Aiyyo - MackinRo ain`t never punkin out

Say bro - so nigga what the hell you funk about?

Where you from - you know the Pactown(?) is the city

Dee dum dum - but I`m known to get down to the nitty

Strip club - c`mere baby let me see your titties

Give me a dub - naw fuck that, nigga bring a fitty



[Chorus]



[Tash]

So for the next twenty seasons Tha Liks is gettin even

while we "drop drop, drop, drop it like" it`s freezin

Party down for no reason - I`ll play hoop with the spins

I even celebrate the loss when the other team wins (YAY!)

Fuckin with my friends, DJ Twinz and Red

You might catch that quick fast two-piece with no bread

(You heard what he said) Yeah loud and clear

Aiyyo J where you at?



[J-Ro]

Tash I`m right the fuck here

Listen up - you standin in the corner smokin drinkin

Empty cup - now you all fucked up with broken thinkin

D.U.I. - now how the fuck you gon` get home?

Don`t even try - I hope you ain`t gon` try to drive alone

Watch that curve - cause if you do you might lose control

You start to swerve - cruisin wrappin shit around a pole

It ain`t your day - you in a wheelchair like oh no!

Now you say - I was gonna go professional



[Chorus]

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