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Intro:WhoRidas. Tha Alkaholiks (X8)WhoRidas:Fo-sho shots get dropped and popped just like a picklockWith the master key, but the master key be meI assign chop from hot, like a cold on a stoveAnd commence to roll, like a tireA real rider will ride ya, like a stallion with a chairAny buster be cherbin`, in the game that`s embarrassin`And we came prepared because I`m round hoeOn the down low And I hit the block with a 50 brown drama metal calicoFrom the O to Mexico, we rip shows, gotta let them knowHow we flow, when we get the doe and roll a little harderSo we smoke a hundered yarder, Bogard, who ridin` Marvin?No duckin` and dodgin`, my niggas be ridin`But we be no gangstas, straight laced parlayersYou stick around and watch my money lay yaAnd I know them haters, don`t want to see you excelOn the way to Bogel, but them busters always bumpin` They gun with a story to tell, fresh off the pressHittin` hard like a tech on the targetScratching "Just grab the mic, ? don`t do it right."J-Ro:J-Ro rock the party till the needle start skippin`I`m trippin` like Pippen, long hour sippin`Uh, ? deep into books on my shelvesI like them sexy ladies that can do for they damn selvesWhat good is a beautiful dame, with a Royals Royce frameAnd a Volkswagen brainMy style be kind of old, like goldBut it`s the reason why I still mold, C-notes in my bill foldI like my brew real cold, it`s the Ro-gram you with meSwift won`t you hit me, one time, fo the troubles in these rhymesNiggas do crimes and never make it past they primesMy flows are numerous like East Valley murdersBustin` shit off like talk is cheap like Rally`s burgersYou know that cool niggero, riding on a metroWith the Cold 4-0, I really don`t like to permote gunsBut I got one, a pistol grip shot gunMy other one weighs a ton, son, kid, loc, dog, whateverFuckin` with the Likwit will get your head severedWhoRidas get it poppin` lik Buggalo shrimp, we got a perment jobAt rappin`, we just attempt, and I Pimp the flow like Imp the DimpAnd I run around 40`s like my nigga Shawn Kemp, and I`m outHook:This is how it goes down, check out he soundWestcoast underground, who is the tightest? The Liks and WhoRidas (X2)WhoRidas:Trust no one, smash, with my family do or dieWhen we ride on by cartel, street gangs by bail makes mailWon`t stop, I sell, I need to proceedI can`t cross what a nigga need with greedSo I sit with Walley, and make my plan till dividens will end With this look, my grand one of a kind like a brickTo buy some shit once find, and flip it twiceBut don`t put a thang on hold we rollWe stay on the road, I gtta make my fetti even if it`s off the wallGotta stay on the ball, my gift to gab, make a lotta cashSit back in a lab and strike oil like an ArabFor sheeze, I know my brown preeza, oh JesusIn my lifetime so many fans movin` hand to handSo many niggas ou there trying to be the manLike Neon Deion, got jacked like peonsOn the front line for the first timeTalking: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.Tash:And to whom it my concern, it`s Tash turn to burnBored as fuck with the mic I snatch that shit from Howard SternAnd host my own show Cause Tash is bout it bout when it`s crowdedI`m here to rock y`all niggas even though I`m GuinestoutedSo slide some oil to these stiff MC`sWhile I get into this style that bones like M 3`sCause I`m here to clock cheese, my style is mega costlyEven 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 visionBut even half blind, I still find a rhyme to blow your mindThat`s why I walk around L.A. with more hoes than GinuwineSo jump in the saddle if y`all niggas wanna battleCause I roll shake and rattle till your whole crew skidattleI`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 wallThat keep they self together with draweres that match they brasI feel `em and I know them bitches feel meCause I go by the name of (Catashtophy!)Hook (X2)

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