Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Killin It , by - Tha Alkaholiks. Song from the album Bar Tab, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.08.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Killin It , by - Tha Alkaholiks. Song from the album Bar Tab, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопKillin It |
| Ahh, ahh |
| I be killin it (why Tash?) cause I be feelin it |
| I get money so no need for stealin it |
| I work diligent beneath the Earth’s soil |
| Where I write rhymes so fresh it’s like I wrapped my styles in foil |
| But I sit at home and boil spicy rum when it’s freezing |
| Cause I from the Likwid crew where we got drinks for every season |
| Maybe that’s the reason why I live high all July |
| And the place I buy my beer is callin in for more supply |
| Maybe not, maybe so, maybe yes, maybe no |
| Maybe niggas got some friends that wanna battle for some dough |
| If you know somebody holla, cause I take those extra dollars |
| Split that shit with J and Swift, buy a ninety-six Impala |
| And lace it with the deez out my own stack of cheese |
| Get a extra flossy floss and toss King Tee the keys |
| And say, 'Nigga that’s yours, cause you opened up doors |
| Before Tha Liks had a deal, you had a nigga on tour |
| So God bless ya, never let this rap pressure test ya |
| You know who got your back when them other niggas sweat ya' |
| So check uno dos while I roast this coast a toast |
| When it comes to beats and rhymes, you know who got the most |
| I be killin it (killin it) killin it (killin it) |
| Tha Liks rock that shit that have all ya niggas feelin it |
| Killin it (killin it) killin it (killin it) |
| J-Ro is up next to flow |
| Dat’s me |
| I be killin it (killin it) when I be feelin it |
| Got rum in my cup, best believe I won’t be spillin it |
| Yo Xzibit (whattup Ro) I got to know |
| Do I got that Likwid flow (oh fo' sho') well here I go |
| Mida, mida, down the barrel of my heater |
| I torch ya, then skeet out in my Porsche two-seater |
| I’m from the home of rattlesnakes and golden bears |
| And Astro-vans with swivel chairs hoes come in pairs |
| Plus, makin money’s in my genes |
| That’s why I got money in my jeans, I got a cravin |
| My mind craves the knowledge, my pockets crave the cash |
| My mouth craves the brew, and my Johnson craves the ass |
| Who’s on blast, Tha Liks baby, don’t twist it |
| Just rock it, got your girl’s number in my change pocket |
| What’s her name Stella, if she’s on me kinda hella |
| Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? |
| is what I tell her |
| I get freaky like Friday, why dey, try to get loose |
| Wack MC’s are like? |
| brown guts?, they have no use |
| I just got off the court, where I was whoopin some cats |
| In basketball, here’s a question that I have to ask y’all |
| Who be killin it, is it the ladies? |
| Who be killin it, is it the fellas? |
| Who be killin it, is it the b-boys? |
| Who be killin it, is it the gangsters? |
| Who be killin it, is it the rastas? |
| Who be killin it, killin it, killin it, killin it… |
| See I be killin it, yeah, when I be feelin it |
| This is dedicated to the niggas that be stealin shit |
| Straight from the bottom of my black-ass heart |
| The untamed feel no shame, on top of the game |
| Mr. Big Bad Insane, black John McClane |
| Look listen and learn, you only get what you earn |
| So I’ma hustle like fuck regardless, watch my smoke |
| Go straight for the throat, we known for rockin the boat |
| It’s hard to find like the grade A shit, with no cuts |
| Tryin to stack like King Tut, and still bang the microphone up |
| Demandin, clear lane for crash landin |
| If anything I’m guaranteed to be the Last Man Standing |
| Pick a number motherfucker whassup? |
| The circumstance make you shit in your pants, and we advance |
| As an avalanche of soul, and everything that shine ain’t gold |
| Just cause niggas got brew don’t make em nickel proof |
| My record contract reads hit man for hire |
| Xzibit showin grace under fire |
| Tha Alkaholiks killin it (killin it) killin it (killin it) |
| Tha Liks rock that shit that have all y’all niggas feelin it |
| Once again, feelin it |
| Killin it (killin it) drillin it (drillin it) |
| What, yeah, bring it live with the… yeah |
| Feelin it (feelin it) killin it (killin it) |
| Like this |
| Party down, party down, party down! |
| Bringin it live once again, yeah, cause I be killin it |
| (What, stabbin it, beatin it, yeah) |
| Y’all niggas ain’t heard no shit like this out the West coast |
| Say what, wha-what, wha-what what? |
| I say what, wha-what, wha-what what? |
| It’s the likwid crew |
| We be killin it, uhh, cause we be feelin it… |
| Say what, say what, say what wha-what wha-what what? |
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|---|---|
| Alcoholic ft. Tha Alkaholiks, Eric Sermon | 2015 |
| Louis XIII ft. X ZIBIT, E Swift, Tash | 2014 |
| Hip Hop Junkies | 1999 |
| Make Room Rock | 2012 |
| Aww Shit | 2012 |
| Right On ft. Tha Alkaholiks | 2010 |
| All Bark No Bite ft. Tha Alkaholiks | 2018 |
| Let Em Know ft. Tha Alkaholiks | 2018 |
| Soda Pop | 2012 |
| All the Way Live | 2012 |
| Can't Tell Me Shit | 2012 |
| Captain Hook | 2012 |
| Popular Demand | 2012 |
| We Are The People Of The World ft. Kurupt, Tha Alkaholiks | 2015 |
| 2014 | 2012 |
| 40 Oz Quartet Part I | 2012 |
| Handle It ft. Evidence | 2006 |
| Flute Song ft. Snoop Dogg | 2006 |
| Chaos ft. Danger Mouse | 2006 |
| Hangover | 2006 |