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Chorus: Tash
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Now when you see me gettin drunk it's like "aww shit!"
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When you hear this likwid funk it's like "aww shit!"
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When I'm pushin through the crowd it's like "aww shit!"
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There goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks
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Verse One: Tash
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Now my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em
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And twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em
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Just to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs
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(Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang
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The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard
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Where I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards
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Cause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness
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that'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this
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But still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef
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I'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left
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Cause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening
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So never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin
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Cause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya
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I swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver
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Cause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof
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Grab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof
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Chorus: Tash
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Off that 151 it's like "aww shit!"
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When a nigga pop his gun it's like "aww shit!"
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When we up next to flow it's like "aww shit!"
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That's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks
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Verse Two: J-Ro, Tash
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I've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda
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Me and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah
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I wish Hen Rock came in a two liter
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Swift could you turn up the big drum beater
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But still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller
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Tonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)
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Everybody turn to your nigga on the right
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Give him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight
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And eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the
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closing
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with styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing
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Cause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna
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That's ? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner
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The number one for funner two tonner with the talents
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that the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance
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of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank
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My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank
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[?]
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Yo, when you low on your cash it's like "aww shit!"
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When you catch a girl with Tash it's like "aww shit!"
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When you see Xzibit bust it's like "aww shit!"
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When you gettin drunk with us it's like "aww shit!"
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[J-Ro]
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When the cops run your plates it's like "aww shit!"
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My girl's period is late man "aww shit!"
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[E-Swift]
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When your baby momma call it's like "aww shit!"
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Everytime we rock for y'all it's like "aww shit!"
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Verse Three: J-Ro
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Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most
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And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast
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Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy
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Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam
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Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty
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Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty
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Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss
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Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this
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My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)
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I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world
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Defyin all, gravitational laws
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Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers
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Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air
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Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share
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it's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman
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And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man
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Chorus: Xzibit
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New year's nineteen ninety nine it's "aww shit!"
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When you gotta do county time it's "aww shit!"
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If you didn't read before you signed "aww shit!"
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If you ever try to fuck with mine "aww shit!"
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When we bounce through your city it's "aww shit!"
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When my face is lookin serious "aww shit!"
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Two dimes but yours look hideous "aww shit!"
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Yeah, and when we drop it on you idiots "aww shit!"
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Yeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's
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It's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours
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And we out
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Aww Shit
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| Tha Alkaholiks |
