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Lyrics for Pass Out by Tha Alkaholiks:
| | | Artist: | Tha Alkaholiks |
| | Album: | Likwidation | | Track: | Pass Out | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 86 | | | | Lyrics: | J-Ro] Ahh! Y'all niggaz finally came back with the beers!
[Tash] We're the Alkaholiks in the
house!
[J-Ro] Slow ass niggaz!
[Tash] Hey let's pass out some of this brew James
[J-Ro] Better have some 40's and tall cans and shit
[Tash] James let's pass some of
this brew out, check it out, yo
[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] One for you
[Tash] One for
you [J-Ro] One for you
[Tash] A few for your crew [J-Ro] And this one's for you
[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] But this here is my brew
[J-Ro]
It's the beer drinkin,
breath stinkin sniffin money
I throw my hands up and say, "It's good" like Gene Tunny
C'mere pull my finger, so I can let the funk flow
E-Swift the funk bro, beats to make
the trunk roll
[Tash]
Welcome to the house the one-times can't raid
where I
grab the mic trippin like my weed was sprayed
So to try to take what's mine you better be
the smoothest criminality
cause I'm deadly to the point I had to warn the Surgeon General
[J-Ro]
So let the women know, they call Captain Slave-a-Hoe
or J to the Ro,
from Tha Likwit crew beer roll
And speakin of crews, yo whose next to lose
Instead
of five mics, I'd rather have five brews
[Tash]
And if y'all niggaz peeped the news
you saw the weatherman predictin
the rain was on the way because you know who brings Tha
Likwit
The nigga risked it, rap exquisite down for housing
cause I'm tryin to keep
it pumpin til the year two thousand
[J-Ro]
and fourteen, we'll still be holdin down
the scene
Comin fresh everytime like peas from Jolly Green
Everytime we rock a show
we send the crowd to detoxes
Tha Liks bring the flicks that kicks like six oxes
[Tash]
And I be rockin niggaz boxers like I'm DJ "Run"
So men and women rush my
music like it's CK One
So of course I got it locked even my wackest two bitches
look
flyer than the heinas and the lowrider bitches
[J-Ro]
And we left you all in
stitches now we back like early morn
We comin back out on that shit like creamed corn
with that Likwit funk, won't stop until you say uhh
I save a brew for you, fool, Only
When I'm Drunk
[Tash]
So what you sayin punk, even with a shipment of equipment
you still couldn't rock it cause you don't be comin different
So that bruisin you was
cruisin for has just arrived
with the Olde English crack just to make it live
[Tash]
One for you [J-Ro] One for you
[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] One for you
[Tash] A few
for your crew [J-Ro] This one's for you
[Tash] Damn we runnin out of brew [J-Ro] Now what we
gonna do?
[both] Three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside
Round the outside,
round the outside
[both] Three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside
(So dosey
do your partner!)
[J-Ro]
Can you feel it? YEAH
If you didn't have it would
you steal it? HELL YEAH
Well it's yours!
My rap skills are black like burnt hills
on the reals, I make the coldest nigga catch the chills
Like the Buffalo Bills, you
had your chances (that's right)
Pack your pots and pans, and fly your ass back to Kansas
I should Diss You, wack rhymes are the issue
I come up with hooks that'll pull out
your tissue
Like Tito, white kids think I'm neato
I chop MC's up and throw em in my
burrito
WHAT? Never interrupt me when I'm speakin
Just sit your ass down and say,
"Weallll" like a Deacon
Fuck the trendy clothes I want the bankrolls
Your style is
funny like hoes with big butts and skinny ankles
[Tash]
And havin shoes or where
their coats is, right under our noses
Cause Tash brings the chronic, so fuck a dozen roses
Talk they feet out sweep em from the second that I peep em
cause the women look so
good I wanna take em home and keep em
Freak em, but only with my Jimmy well protected
cause I know you want it raw but I can't give it to ya naked
So chill for a second
while I wreck it on the Audi
Cause I kick that kinda shit that leaves y'all bitches brains
cloudy
Now we, come to the payoff because I'm way off
I fuck parties up like Ferris
Bueller on his Day Off
So peep how I creep and how deep I dive
with the Olde English
crack just to make it live
[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] One for you
[Tash] One for you
[J-Ro] One for you
[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] And this one's for you
[Tash] Damn we
out of fuckin brew [J-Ro] Then fuck it, then we through
[both] Three drunk motherfuckers
goin round the outside
Round the outside, round the outside
[both] Three drunk
motherfuckers goin round the outside
... once again
[both] Three drunk motherfuckers
goin round the outside
Round the outside, round the outside
[both] Three drunk
motherfuckers goin round the outside
... and we gonna fuck it up; motherfuckers
[Tash]
Yeah that's right, go keep all your hoes motherfuckers
It's 1996, Likwit
crew, Alkaholiks, King Tee
Xzibit, Phil Da Agony, Defari
Uhh, a.k.a. the Forty
Downers
What y'all know about this?
West coast hip-hop at it's motherfuckin finest
(uhh, Phil Da Ag in the house)
Forty To Da Head in the house
(X to the Z in
the house)
E-Swift on the beat
(and Barber Shop in the house)
Need I say
more?
(West coast, East coast)
Hell no!
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