Текст песни Tha Alkaholiks - Friday soundtrack, слова песни Tha Alkaholiks

Текст песни Tha Alkaholiks - Friday soundtrack

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Intro:From city to city, coast II coastFriday night is the night they like to party the most(We came, to rock, for everybody)From city to city, coast II coastFriday night is the night they like to party the mostFrom city to city, coast II coast (all night y`all)Friday night is the night they like to party the mostVerse One: Tash(From city to city, coast II coast)I make rappers see more stars than Space GhostCause my fiver I kick lyrics make em sound like [walkie talkies]So the poet cracks the Moet while they drink the Old MilwaukeeOff the hook with (droppin visions) so the Leo of the trio(Without the sexy voice) scoops more hoes than TheoSo I dedicate this rap to all my ghetto spokesmodelsDressin like y`all paid, redeemin Coke bottlesSo nod to the oddness as the story gets toldWhile I burn these MC`s like Rotisierrie GoldCause you know the reputation of the L-I-K-SesThe crew that wets you with they beer until somebody undressesI bust my shit and peel! Grab my wheels of steelIf y`all niggaz can`t feel me than y`all niggaz ain`t realI hit so hard the WBCCalled to ask me could the champ come and train with meCause my liquidatin flows transpose on niggarolesIndividuals, close they eyes, cause I blurred they visualsAnd I`m about to be as large as Houdini in a minute(Now the party didn`t start) Till the Liks walked in itChorus:From city to city, coast II coastFriday night is the night they like to party the mostAll night y`all (city to city) all night y`allWhen the Liks is (coast II coast) in the house get hype y`allFrom city to city, coast II coastFriday night is the night they like to party the mostAll night y`all (city to city) all night y`all(from coast II coast) The Liks is in the house to make it right y`allVerse Two: J-RoYeah... check out my Ro-gramSince I was a kid I got darkerI write rhymes so phat I need a markerMy style gets bit like Peter ParkerIf imitation is the greatest form of flattery......punk don`t flatter meI slam you like a pogue on my dog with no fleas and ticksChicks love them light-skinned rap niggaz called the LiksYouse a wizard, with no tricks, the J-R-O got the spellsYou never even heard Rock the BellsMy cash flows, like a bloody noseIt stains all your clothes, and your pill-owsI come from the home of the Rodney King beatinPacoma CA, Riff Rack is where I`m eatinYour style is like *do Do DOO* out of serviceThe Liks walk in the jam the punk MC`s be gettin nervousI never take falls, I got more balls than pre-haulsI flow without flaws to scrape all you sucka pawsNever ever find the fool that stole my brew(I`ma do mean, terrible, nasty things to you)Don`t lose me, I make a rude bwoy say excuse meIf you choose the real shit you can`t refuse meAsk your grandpap I bust the dandy rapI be posted in the bar like Andy CappAnd I, could, just, go, all, the, wayOn FridayInterlude:Yo whassup baby!!! Yo wasn`t that your nigga there performin?Nah nah that wasn`t him Yo it was mad niggaz in that piece yoWhat? What was they mad about? ...Yo kidKid?!! I`m old enough to be your uncle, hehAnyway, where the BUD at? Sorry we do not drink!What the hell you talkin bout we don`t drinkI mean the chronic Oh you wanna smoke a L or sumthin?An L? Fuck is that? Man, wordNathin Who the fuck is Nate, tell him It`s Iesha, Farrah, and Kath true...Chorus:

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