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- Tha Alkaholiks ******** 歌词
- Tha Alkaholiks
- Whooo yeah yeah yeah yeah we kickin it
Uhh uhh uhh we kickin it
Yeah yeah we kickin it
Whooo yeah yeah we kickin it
Yeah calI in the house
Huh uhh fred in the house
Check it out ********
I'm j-ro the man I'm getting down
I gets mo daps than h rap brown
I drive the hoes wild cause they love the way I talk
You can't drive me crazy cause I'm close enough to walk
I bust threes like terry tegall get higher than a eagle
You're just a dirty pigeon bsn bout religion
I don't give a damn if you don't eat ham
You grab the microphone and reguse to slam
I make a ***** scared to grab the mic behind me
I kick **** so deep king neptune couldn't fine me
Yo can I get a go j-ro
Go j-ro to let me know if I can flow
I probably be ***** if I smoked crack like you
But swift and tash'll beat my ass until I'm black and blue
Cause I ain't with no way out ****
I'm tired of this one-hittin played out ****
Some ****** rock like the liks ********
Uhh I hate big tits ********
We'll never make another hit ********
I don't drink cause I quit ********
Come on
Whooo yeah yeah yeah yeah
We kickin it hold up we kickin it
We kickin it
Baby youse my one and only ********
Baby that's a true fact ********
Uhh I never leave ya lonely ********
Yo I'll call you right back ********
Baby don't take the blame youse a real cool dame
But now that I made you call my name you just don't look the same
From the middle of the bed I bang your head like a rock n roller
On the way out I smacked a ***** with my pistol-a
When I met you I sure wishin aye tower
You hopped on my dank like there was no tomorrow
All I wanted was some ***in now you want affection
Damn I hate to see your ass coming in my direction
Wait here I'll be right back I'm goin to get a spliff
You know I'm goin through your ass like emmitt smith
Well oh snap here goes a fashion
That's incredible with the style
That I learned back as a younglin where's the beef
Don't sleep I used to run around with the creeps
Ain't no telling jack told helen
About a lot of people so I'm runnin for the border
And get me a taco gin and sako
Mom and pop yo I'm rockin this ****
It's not a plan I wrote the book called style
Taught the child how to stand when he piss
Be a man go **** jan
The white man's tan bring back mc shan
And I rhymed every word ********
Wackest style you ever heard ********
For the beats sake rock on rock on
For the beats sake rock on rock on
And you go whoooo grand groove grand groove
Alkaholiks y'all alkaholiks y'all uhh take it back now
Cause it's fat now that's how I bring it back now
Whoooo grand groove grand groove
This one dedicated to all the ************* out there
********tin
This wonderful ******** how would you make a record
Bullshit
I don't smoke no ********
I don't drink no ********
I don't **** no ********
This one goes out to the p-town
And all over yeah baby yeah baby compton baby
Everybody in the house
And we out alkaholiks
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