Likwit Ridas Lyrics - Tha Alkaholiks

Tha Alkaholiks Tha Alkaholiks 

Tha Alkaholiks Tha Alkaholiks 

Tha Alkaholiks Tha Alkaholiks 

Tha Alkaholiks Tha Alkaholiks 

Fo-sho shots get dropped and popped just like a pick lock 

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 that's embarrassin' 

And we came prepared because I'm 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 hundred 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, don't 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 

Just grab the mic, [unverified] don't do it right 

J-Ro rock the party till the needle start skippin' 

I'm trippin' like Pippen, long hour sippin' 

Uh, [unverified] 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 it's the reason why I still mold, C-notes in my bill fold 

I like my brew real cold, it's the Ro-gram you with me 

Swift won't 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 Rally's burgers 

You know that cool niggero, riding on a metro 

With the Cold 4-0, I really don't 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 40's like my nigga Shawn Kemp, and I'm out 

This is how it goes down, check out he sound 

West coast underground, who is the tightest? 

The Liks and WhoRidas 

This is how it goes down, check out he sound 

West coast underground, who is the tightest? 

The Liks and WhoRidas 

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

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

Won't stop, I sell, I need to proceed 

I can't cross what a nigga need with greed 

So I sit with Walley, and make my plan till dividends 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 don't put a thang on hold we roll 

We stay on the road, I gotta make my fetti even if it's 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 out there trying to be the man 

Like Neon Dion, got jacked like peons 

On the front line for the first time 

Hey, what's the big idea? 

Put that gun away Harry we have a deal 

It's never too late to improve your bargaining position 

And to whom it my concern, it's 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 it's crowded 

I'm here to rock y'all niggas even though I'm Guinestouted 

So slide some oil to these stiff MCs 

While I get into this style that bones like M 3's 

'Cause I'm 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 decisions 

The Hennessey is fuckin' with my vision 

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

That's why I walk around LA with more hoes than Ginuwine 

So jump in the saddle if y'all niggas wanna battle 

'Cause I roll shake and rattle till your whole crew skidattle 

I'm posted to be chosen as the one to keep it pumpin' 

That's why you lookin' at me like 'Tash is up to somethin'' 

I am though, I'm peepin' out the ladies on the wall 

That keep they self together with drawers that match they bras 

I feel 'em and I know them bitches feel me 

'Cause I go by the name of 

(Catashtophy) 

This is how it goes down, check out he sound 

West coast underground, who is the tightest? 

The Liks and WhoRidas 

This is how it goes down, check out he sound 

West coast underground, who is the tightest? 

The Liks and WhoRidas