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The drunken funk'n has
Let's take it back to the old one time y'all, uhh
Ya fucking with me? Damn y'all fuck with us boy
(Shot glass, ha it drunk)
Alkaholiks, say
(Yo Tash, smack niggaz up!)

With my Alkaholiks still coming of age
as a bird the beer fly on stage
Ain't here for no just to say a lil' somethin
A nigga like get this motherfucker pumpin'

I walk with a bop that make the cops shine
And I ain't drunk shit, I'm still from last night
That's y'all, the Alkahol be spitting
through bitches

I drink a lot of ale, a lot of L's a day
Got kegs in my room and of hay
Twenty-five roaches piled in my
Some like it slow some live the way

All the ladies know I'm and nas-tay
I the rap life like my nigga Tash say
I down the brew, never half way
I'm back and forth to the bar in the Cafe

Now put yo' to yo' lips
I sip, you sip, we sip altogether now
Back, and, to the bar y'all
Back, and, forth to the bar

Now put yo' bottles to yo'
I sip, you sip, we sip altogether now
Back, and, to the bar y'all
Back, and, forth to the bar

say one man's trash is the next man's treasure
Next man pain be the other man's
you wanna drink ma we bought the bar out
Last cats to call out, who wan' out?

Worst case scenario walking, I hate
Do the damn thing, let your dogs barking
Embracing the yeah who keep you laced
With Hennessey to the face, with no chaser

Liks bang kicks, dirt on tricks
Fucking smoked out rappers fiend for hits
I just drop my shit, stop serving
bump even the two-way versions

I'm the West coast Julius Earving, been the worst
Survived starving to death and dying of
Come through, bring a girl, double the fun bitch
'Cause two is better than one, so let's go

Now put yo' bottles to yo'
When I sip, you sip, we sip now
Back, and, to the bar y'all
Back, and, forth to the bar

So, if die tonight, rap music don't owe me shit
I done did it all off blood sweat and spit (yes)
off about a half a gallon
Of that strong shit make me think Bucks like Ray Allen

in the beat-up ass bucket like fuck it
Bitch I make car look good
Knock on wood, on MC's just for practice
'Cause niggaz can't fuck with these drunken-ass tactics

We stompin', romping
With the bumpkin that keep the b-boys jumping
Saying ho, saying ow
Get it now front row that brew from your brow

Cristal and liquor go down the same pipe
You with us you probably piss in the bed the same night
You throwing up on your clothes no hoes fo'
Now you on back pointing at the sky with your toes

Now put yo' bottles to yo'
When I sip, you sip, we sip now
Back, and, forth to the bar
Back, and, forth to the bar

Now put yo' to yo' lips
I sip, you sip, we sip altogether now
Back, and, to the bar y'all
Back, and, forth to the bar