Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Into It, artist - Tha Alkaholiks. Album song Firewater, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.01.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: KOCH Entertainment
Song language: English
Get Into It |
What? |
Yeah |
Did the phone ring baby? |
(We have a collect call from James Robinson, a.k.a. J-Ro) |
What? |
(Comin all the way from Malmö, Sweden) |
Say what? |
(Will you accept?) |
Hell motherfuckin yeah I’ll accept, J-Ro? |
What’s goin on? |
Whattup J? |
Shit, look |
Why do every move I make I feel like everybody’s watchin us |
I see the world clear just like I’m lookin through binoculars |
The L.A., C-A, the cities of metropolis |
The L-I, K-S, ain’t nobody stoppin us |
Eternal with the burner, fast-paced but slow learner |
Beatin me that’s like Ike gettin slapped by Tina Turner |
Nigga I’m the best rapper E-Swift has found |
That’s why you keep gettin skipped, I keep gettin rewound |
(J-Ro) |
Attention on the compound, Alkaholiks in town |
We came to blaze it down, amazing astound |
West coast party kings, we world renowned |
Aiyyo we flood the area, we watch you clowns drown |
(Say what?) If you want my crown, why’ontcha meet me downtown |
I turn the world around, make you earl on the ground |
And take the politician’s smile, turn it to a frown |
Then walk in the club and buy the bar with one round |
(Chorus: repeat 2X) |
Likwit music, drinkin music |
Sip your fluid and GET INTO IT |
Will you party with Tha Liks? |
(Hell yeah we’ll do it!) |
Come and party with Tha Liks, all the drinks included |
(Tash) |
Aiyyo my nigga B. Ganz said the world about to end |
I went to sleep and woke up, right back at it again |
I got some juice I got some gin I party down y’all niggas too thug |
Take a sip of this, it make you dance like Uncle Junebug |
These new drugs designer, I’m an old-timer rhymer |
If your highness sing for me, I might sign her on consignment |
You can’t take your chances with these brand new dances |
Tha Liks lift the party on up like breast enhancements |
(J-Ro) |
I feel at home on the range, my lyrics blow out your brains |
Keep my eyes on the prize without the Gucci frames |
So simple and plain, Southern Cali never rains |
I left Alice in Chains, with some DNA stains |
Met this girl at the mall in the Gap |
I thought she was all of that, well she called me, but I didn’t call her back |
She was like baby baby but I didn’t fall for that |
I’ve been keepin it pimpin ever since I saw «The Mack» |
We takin over your city, commanderin your radio |
A.P.B. |
through your TV and stereo |
Live broadcast, here’s the newsflash |
Y’all niggas ain’t lookin for Swift, J and Tash |
Mash through your district, drunk and lifted |
Bangin beats so loud the equator shifted |
My crew is gifted, and you ain’t miss shit |
The next ten years you gettin showered with Likwit |
It’s the, mischevious, devious, at first you didn’t believe in us |
Now we got the world singin songs by the three of us |
We ain’t slowin down, matter fact we bout to speed it up |
Keep up with the tempo the instrumental ain’t simple |
And Tha Liks, is essential, for music fans to get into |
We don’t hold it back, we let it go on the track |
And the whole fact is y’all niggas know that you whack |
And we don’t give a FUCK if you sold a lot of plaques |