Tha Alkaholiks, WhoRidas - Likwit Ridas lyrics

WhoRidas tha Alkaholiks
WhoRidas tha Alkaholiks
WhoRidas tha Alkaholiks
WhoRidas tha Alkaholiks
WhoRidas tha Alkaholiks
WhoRidas tha Alkaholiks
WhoRidas tha Alkaholiks
WhoRidas tha Alkaholiks

Fo-sho shots get dropped and popped
Just like a picklock
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 ho
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 hundered 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
Scratching "Just grab the mic,? don't do it right"

J-Ro rock the party till
The needle start skippin'
I'm trippin' like Pippen, long hour sippin'
Uh, I? 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 Rolls 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 the sound
Westcoast underground, who is the tightest?
The Liks and WhoRidas
This is how it goes down, check out the sound
Westcoast 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 dividens 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 gtta 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 ou there trying to be the man
Like Neon Deion, 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 barganing 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 MC's
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 deciesions
The Hennessy 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
Draweres 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 the sound
Westcoast underground, who is the tightest?
The Liks and WhoRidas
This is how it goes down, check out the sound
Westcoast underground, who is the tightest?
The Liks and WhoRidas