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tha alkaholiks - hip hop drunkies (rerecorded) كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: tash]
you’re now rockin’ with tha liks so start reachin’ for the ozone
i see some girls i know but y’all look different with your clothes on
what’s up, though? tash came to steal it like the grinch
while i’m leavin’ n_ggas puzzled like i said my sh_t in french
but it’s all olde english that i’m bringin’ from beneath
try to bite my style on wax and watch these lyrics crack your t__th
’cause i make words connect like westside when i test glide
my drunken lyrical hang glider, n0body’s tighter
than a rough rap provider, with ninety ways to peel ya
so i know the three words (tash’ll k!ll ya) sound familiar
i filter out the weak еvery time i speak
i drink to hit thе peak to make my mind go (beep!)
i’m death defyin’, you rappin’ like my client
tryna scr_pe me for the style that slam harder than kobe bryant
be quiet! this is likwidation from the west
motherf_ck your bougie show, i got my own special guest

[verse 2: j_ro]
the ro pimped the flow like a ho
so i should rap on a mack_rophone
my rhymes hittin’ hard enough to crack a bone
i divide square mc’s like math
bend you in half and drink a genuine draft
i stomp ’em, then i skied out with all wampum
when he’s layin’ on the ground, i let my dog scrilla chomp him
(switch reels) i feels it’s all about sk!lls
the outcome’s unbelievable like tyson/holyfield
your lyrics are loaners, return ’em to they rightful owners
my style is wild like g’s, cholos or stoners
no need to ask, i put you on like a ski mask
we can fight the power like this was p.e. class
i bomb squads like hank shock
peace to my n_gga scott puttin’ stickers on the block
_burp_ i drink more brewsters than punky
it’s the further adventures of the hip hop drunkies
it’s the packtown original b_boy, i’m rappin’
what’s happenin’? so dope, got the pope clappin’
smackin’ on some chicken, what you kickin’?
you trickin’ while i’m vickin’ hoes you stick your d_ck in
[verse 3: tash]
step outta place, tash’ll smack your taste out your face
’cause there’s nowhere to hide unless you move to outer sp_ce
’cause i waste motherf_ckers like toxic fumes
so you better make room when you hear the (boom, boom)

[verse 4: j_ro]
i said ayo, my name is j_ro
and my style is so dope they call it yayo
i don’t rap fast, i love green grass
nuttin’ nice on the mic, call me a mean ass

[verse 5: tash]
see, this the type of sh_t n_ggas don’t try at home
i come funkin’ up the spot like michael jordan’s cologne
with the mega drunken style to keep the crowd pumpin’
n_ggas lookin’ at me like, “tash is up to somethin'”
but i didn’t come to trip, i came to bring it to ya humble
crumble all your plots and all your plans
ol’ dirty’s in the house and that’s my motherf_ckin’ man

- tha alkaholiks

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