| Ge, geah it’s the J R O
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| The whole world love the way I, flow
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| Puff 'dro but I don’t sniff, blow
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| Alkaholiks make dough oh, no
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| Now you know you love my nigga Rico
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| My money so high but my car is so, low
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| I stand in that stance while I sip Olde, Gold
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| Ain’t no dough then it ain’t no show, we just don’t show
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| We ain’t goin', down
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| We leave MC’s in the lost and found
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| Get up, pick up your face off the, ground
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| You get to tee off the Likwit, sound
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| West coast legends, the kings with the, crown
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| They try to slam the door but we kick it, down
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| Likwit town, L.A. California where Tha Liks get, down
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| L.A. California where Tha Liks get, down
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| Guess who’s back? |
| It’s Tha Alkaholiks
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| We’re back, buk, buk, by popular demand
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| Guess who’s back? |
| It’s Tha Alkaholiks
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| We’re back, buk, buk, by popular demand
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| We’re back, buk, by popular demand
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| We’re back buk, by popular demand
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| We’re back, buk, buk, by popular demand
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| We’re back, buk, buk, by popular demand
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| We back by popular demand, doin' it big
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| As big as we, can, divided we fall, united we, stand
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| My pockets got the green but I’m not the weed, man
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| Ay, ay you got that? |
| I got what you need, man
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| Rough raps and booze, that’s what we feed, fans
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| I got a body count like Ice-T's, band
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| The Liks bring it to you live like C-SPAN
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| Can’t nobody do it quite like we, can
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| You know my reputation, three bars three, grand
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| King T is in this bitch and we, fam
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| Likwit Crew is in this bitch and we, tram
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| Guess who’s back? |
| It’s Tha Alkaholiks
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| We’re back, buk, buk, by popular demand
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| Guess who’s back? |
| It’s Tha Alkaholiks
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| We’re back, buk, buk, by popular demand
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| We’re back, buk, by popular demand
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| We’re back buk, by popular demand
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| We’re back, buk, buk, by popular demand
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| We’re back, buk, buk, by popular demand
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| It’s that West coast shit built strictly by Californians
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| For the grimy niggaz with cases that’s tryin' to find a lawyer
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| What group is there for ya when the shit get whack
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| Alkaholiks muh’fucker, yeah niggaz we back
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| And not a second too late in the paint, done bit the bait
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| They gave a nigga six figures just to rep the Golden State
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| Wait, I woulda did it for free
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| 'Cause everywhere you walk in Cali niggaz know about me
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| I hog the ball, that’s the Earl the Pearl in, me
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| I write the songs to help the whole world be, free
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| When I rhyme it’s a wrap, oh, say can you, see?
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| The best come from the W E S T
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| You tryin' to steal a nigga flow like Elvis Presley
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| I got so much game I should win an Espy
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| Hefty, that’s how big my check be
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| Tha Liks back in the house 'fore we all set, free
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| Guess who’s back? |
| It’s Tha Alkaholiks
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| We’re back, buk, buk, by popular demand
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| Guess who’s back? |
| It’s Tha Alkaholiks
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| We’re back, buk, buk, by popular demand
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| We’re back, buk, by popular demand
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| We’re back buk, by popular demand
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| We’re back, buk, buk, by popular demand
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| We’re back, buk, buk, by popular demand |