Yo, I'm Killa Cali, I wrote this rhyme in an alley The tall can MC stepping fresh out the I'm fresh comin' straight through your chest I blow a hole in you soul, I'm on a roll
in order to survive, you gots to have drive Like a rental but I'ma you Ben 'cuz you gentle My blowin' up like a Pinto Hip hop's gettin' but we stay fresh like a Mento
So put it in your We gonna show you what rap shit is really all about We gonna turn this out like Goldie This cut will still bump when it's an
And if we still ain't sold platinum or That'll be the bigges lie you ever me, hold me back Black, I snack on the wack and it down with a fifth of Yak It's like that and the way it is
You can ask his to out my biz Girl, I'm off the hook, me into your adapter I'm sending wack to the rafters
Turn up your skill factor, you bitin' like a Raptor You we was through but this is still the first chapter I go, can I get an, "Ooh, ooh!" It's J-Ro, baby, from the Crew
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Now watch me run a muck and gun 'em up the shit Rebel rhymin' Tha Liks, Alkaholistics all true with no tricks The infrared pointed at they And man they don't speak, they keep the conversation
They shit is weak, I'm concrete like the Bust that ass, nigga jeep class Me in the game, no problem Sit and drink a fifth my nigga James Robinson
Check your alcoholic while its throbbing The Likwit Squad, the Get exquisite, get addicted, get
wanna test King Tipsy but its risky He probably slap a nigga in his mouth a bitch. G So kick rocks and step by the mile Them sober niggaz act style
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