Текст песни Dilated Peoples f Tha Liks - Heavy Rotation
Dilated Peoples f Tha Liks - Heavy Rotation слова песни
Y`all didn`t bring no ice? (Nigga)Nobody brought no ice? (Ahh, ah-hah, aww yeah!)Yo, yo pass the beer (We drink in heavy rotation)(Yeah that`s what I`m talkin bout!) One-two, one-two(Ahh, ahh)[Ev] Dilated y`all (toast to this)[Ro] Check one - it`s Tha Liks baby (toast to this)[Ro] Ain`t it drunk?[Ev] And y`all can`t come (close to this){*scratched: "Dilated, heavy rotated" - "with Tha Liks"*}[J-Ro]I`m so outlandish, my rhymes the paint, the track`s the canvasFind me puffin tampons on your nearest college campusMcEn-Ro, servin up heat like Pete SamprasDrinkin Jose Cuervo like some spanish banditsMake women panic when I tell `em I`ma vanishDon`t take it personal, these are eight-one-eight anticsHoes break your pockets like car mechanicsEvery morning, I bow down and pray like a mantisMost women can`t stand this but I, ain`t romanticSo that thought you can banish to the city of AtlantisMe and Tash met this tan bitch, made a Likwid sandwichI consume strictly green leaves like pandasDig through ice for my brew, like they dig for woolly mammothsI`m volcanic up in bitches that look like Dorothy DandridgeYour style is Major Damage, it`s played out and ripped upIt needs a bandage, how do you manage? I can`t stand it[Evidence]Hops, barley, water, yeast, grainDistillery - alcohol for the brainSo check it out, smoke fills the areaDrunk as fuck, launch off the aircraft carrierYour vision (blurred) eyes start to blinkYou overdid it homes; you had too much to drink (cut it out)This bout`s set for twelve rounds of painTequila limes and salt, these cats hard to hangSixteen bar shark, teeth to fangsOpen off Tha Liks - duck season, you`re in rangeTurn the page - here comes the next chapterBattle Ev? You sign with Blue Cross or AFTRAHeavy rotation, dilate expansionCalifornia funk - like Flav, we `Cold Lampin`Fuck the format `til they can`t ignore usBut chill Swift bout to kill after the chorus[Chorus: repeat 2X]Dilated y`all (toast to this)It`s Tha Liks baby (toast to this)And y`all can`t come (close to this){*scratched: "Dilated, heavy rotated" - "with Tha Liks"*}[E-Swift]I cook up beats like dope, they should call me illegalWe control the underground like Bugsy SiegalAnd my crew is like the mob, we whylin off that vinoHigh-rollin, takin over your local casinoYear after year, my music pleases your earThat`s why my focus is right like Outboard gearTune in, this is like a family reunionWe like cousins and shit (hey) rockin this bitchDilated and the (Likwid MC`s)We gradually elevatin to a (higher degree)We smash through the underground like we (SUV`s)And spit game to the hoes and let em know they gettin (nuttin for free)Aiyyo listen close, toast to West coastwhere bein gangsta ain`t a hoax, we kill folksAnd C-walkin ain`t just a dance or a jokeWe stay in heavy rotation, coast to coast[Rakaa Iriscience]Yo, it`s hard to pass the bar, ask your lawyerLikwid, pour it on y`all from CaliforniaProgrammers, spray this on your play listIf rap was hard liquor I`d be "Leaving Las Vegas"Live show radio mixtape massacreIt`s a party y`all with room for more passengersI turn mics to pistols and start rappinAnd turn pistols back to mics and start blastin `emJ-Ro, E-Swift, Tash and them"Expansion Team", "X.O." chips, cashin `emI`m not fashionable but I am internationalI called it like I see it on stage like SupernaturalHonies keep flirtin like the flows are workinDon`t stop `til I`m certain then I close the curtainsAnimal House shit, coast to coast like Tha LiksI don`t drink as much, but I`ll toast to this[Chorus] - 1/2[Tash]Aiyyo CaTash`ll slap the track with a open fist backhandI crack fans with funk then burn rubber like the Gap BandBatman can`t walk through my hood, it`s no loveTash`ll jack him for his cape and sport that shit to the clubIs it love or is it buzz, that got my thinkin patternsthinkin yo` bitch is mine that`s why you see me winkin at herShe`ll be drinkin at a tavern, out of a glass size 8Likwid Crew and Dilated make that ass gyrateWhile you ask I take, anything that I could liftYour rapper`s rappin like CaTash y`all DJ`s rappin like SwiftI was born with a gift, you niggaz used to average rappinYour styles is old as fuck, that`s why my clique start cabbage patchinI do this for the beer, and for the ones that ain`t hereY`all niggaz better make way for X, Ras and SaafirI`m like a tattooed tear, Tash`ll never go awayI`m bout to fill my quota I need X.O. every day[Chorus][Tash]The extended family of Tha AlkaholiksThe extended family of the Likwit CrewThe extended family of everybody that smoke budDilated Peoples in the motherfuckin place y`all