lirik lagu tha alkaholiks - anotha round
[j-ro]
yeah, it’s the return of three drunk mothaf-ckas
huh, yeah, it’s tha liks
we gots stan the guitar man in the house
mothaclucka, uh, uh
[j-ro]
i’m sick like a sore throat swallow, drunk act to follow
i’ll make the whole bottle hollow (what a ride!)
rollin’ wit’ a open container, and one in the chamber
ten likwit cd’s in the changer
bettin’ wages on the lakers; yo’ squad is in danger
hoes go two ways these days like my pager
say ho, my name is j-ro, oh, you didn’t know? (no)
well, f-ck you then!
i hang with cats, who chase rats, and kick tats
hit the eightball like minnesota fats
got more ? than biceps, relax
pure hoes jockin’ in the studio flats
when i’m in the house, take off the wave cap for hats
got scully from a hoochie, with lips like da brat
raised in the valley of the shadow of death
so i fear none, time to anty up for the beer run
[hook]
we are tha alkaholiks
it’s last call, can we get anotha round?
we are tha alkaholiks
and i know ya like the way it’s goin’ down
[tash]
so all the ladies to the limo, it’s tha alkaholik car pool
lyrics bang from thirty feet to blow y’all n-ggas off your bar stool
we back, to wet’cha, the flawless, the wallus
regardless of your colors, tha liks are alkaholiks
[tha liks]
we the same three n-ggas that be makin’ the noise
doin’ donuts in ferraris, like some drunk hot boys
[tash]
do or die fool! straight from the home of where we spark from
where the weed’ll leave ya dizzy like a tranquelizer dart gun
the l, not to be confused with tinsletown
well, i made a million dollars off this sh-t i penciled down
flashy tashy, be gunnin’ from the worsest alliance
and when i die, i’mma donate all my verses to science
do the tango, while rappers get strangled by the lone-shark
you be ridin’ n-ggas d-ck, that’s why you never make your own mark
i’m sober and justice, why this is my year
screamin’ “party over here, f-ck y’all over there!”
(party over here, f-ck y’all over there!)
[hook]
[j-ro]
king tee started it off, and then came tha liks
then xzibit added hot done proda to the mix
then defari, “hey you!” comin’ through, likwit crew
and ? gets the broom, who can sin it?
who can sin it? twisted and been it, but if the funk ain’t in it
my dj always submitted to spin it
if i said that i meant it, don’t get’cha mouth pin it in ?
we feelin’ with a penny, represent it
[tash]
aiyyo re-pre-sent, yo’, re-si-dence
if it don’t say likwit, then you won’t get bent
aiyyo, dollars and cents, make the world just awkward
got n-ggas in the hood, livin’ next to their doctor
i’m a rowdy, mic-rocker, since the age of twenty-two
in the video, flossin’, like “this could be you”
likwit crew, do it up, ’til the wheels fall off
unlike these other n-ggas that had it and lost it
we stayed in the game, stayed hot, turned up the flame
{-“y’all know the name!” -] pharoahe monch-}
[hook 2x]
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