Текст песни Tha Alkaholiks - Pass Out
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[J-Ro] Ahh! Y`all niggaz finally came back with the beers![Tash] We`re the Alkaholiks in the house![J-Ro] Slow ass niggaz![Tash] Hey let`s pass out some of this brew James[J-Ro] Better have some 40`s and tall cans and shit[Tash] James let`s pass some of this brew out, check it out, yo[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] One for you[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] One for you[Tash] A few for your crew [J-Ro] And this one`s for you[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] But this here is my brew[J-Ro]It`s the beer drinkin, breath stinkin sniffin moneyI throw my hands up and say, "It`s good" like Gene TunnyC`mere pull my finger, so I can let the funk flowE-Swift the funk bro, beats to make the trunk roll[Tash]Welcome to the house the one-times can`t raidwhere I grab the mic trippin like my weed was sprayedSo to try to take what`s mine you better be the smoothest criminalitycause I`m deadly to the point I had to warn the Surgeon General[J-Ro]So let the women know, they call Captain Slave-a-Hoeor J to the Ro, from Tha Likwit crew beer rollAnd speakin of crews, yo whose next to loseInstead of five mics, I`d rather have five brews[Tash]And if y`all niggaz peeped the news you saw the weatherman predictinthe rain was on the way because you know who brings Tha LikwitThe nigga risked it, rap exquisite down for housingcause I`m tryin to keep it pumpin til the year two thousand[J-Ro]and fourteen, we`ll still be holdin down the sceneComin fresh everytime like peas from Jolly GreenEverytime we rock a show we send the crowd to detoxesTha Liks bring the flicks that kicks like six oxes[Tash]And I be rockin niggaz boxers like I`m DJ "Run"So men and women rush my music like it`s CK OneSo of course I got it locked even my wackest two bitcheslook flyer than the heinas and the lowrider bitches[J-Ro]And we left you all in stitches now we back like early mornWe comin back out on that shit like creamed cornwith that Likwit funk, won`t stop until you say uhhI save a brew for you, fool, Only When I`m Drunk[Tash]So what you sayin punk, even with a shipment of equipmentyou still couldn`t rock it cause you don`t be comin differentSo that bruisin you was cruisin for has just arrivedwith the Olde English crack just to make it live[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] One for you[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] One for you[Tash] A few for your crew [J-Ro] This one`s for you[Tash] Damn we runnin out of brew [J-Ro] Now what we gonna do?[both] Three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside Round the outside, round the outside[both] Three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside (So dosey do your partner!)[J-Ro]Can you feel it? YEAHIf you didn`t have it would you steal it? HELL YEAHWell it`s yours!My rap skills are black like burnt hillson the reals, I make the coldest nigga catch the chillsLike the Buffalo Bills, you had your chances (that`s right)Pack your pots and pans, and fly your ass back to KansasI should Diss You, wack rhymes are the issueI come up with hooks that`ll pull out your tissueLike Tito, white kids think I`m neatoI chop MC`s up and throw em in my burritoWHAT? Never interrupt me when I`m speakinJust sit your ass down and say, "Weallll" like a DeaconFuck the trendy clothes I want the bankrollsYour style is funny like hoes with big butts and skinny ankles[Tash]And havin shoes or where their coats is, right under our nosesCause Tash brings the chronic, so fuck a dozen rosesTalk they feet out sweep em from the second that I peep emcause the women look so good I wanna take em home and keep emFreak em, but only with my Jimmy well protectedcause I know you want it raw but I can`t give it to ya nakedSo chill for a second while I wreck it on the AudiCause I kick that kinda shit that leaves y`all bitches brains cloudyNow we, come to the payoff because I`m way offI fuck parties up like Ferris Bueller on his Day OffSo peep how I creep and how deep I divewith the Olde English crack just to make it live[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] One for you[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] One for you[Tash] One for you [J-Ro] And this one`s for you[Tash] Damn we out of fuckin brew [J-Ro] Then fuck it, then we through[both] Three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside Round the outside, round the outside[both] Three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside... once again[both] Three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside Round the outside, round the outside[both] Three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside... and we gonna fuck it up; motherfuckers[Tash]Yeah that`s right, go keep all your hoes motherfuckersIt`s 1996, Likwit crew, Alkaholiks, King TeeXzibit, Phil Da Agony, DefariUhh, a.k.a. the Forty DownersWhat y`all know about this?West coast hip-hop at it`s motherfuckin finest(uhh, Phil Da Ag in the house)Forty To Da Head in the house(X to the Z in the house)E-Swift on the beat(and Barber Shop in the house)Need I say more?(West coast, East coast)Hell no!(All over the world, and we out)