Luyện nghe bài hát L-I-K-S

Ha ha, ha, ha, ha, straight ignorance at finest
We got the rowdy ass Alkaholik boys in the house
They brought they homeboys the House to come fuck witch'all
Animal House full of skateboarders, head bangers, slang
Y'know, me out

Aiyyo Tha work beats like custom auto
the fans hear the name they straight rush a bottle
It's two thou' now niggaz the motto?
(Keep it motherfucker)
Ah 'til it to swallow

I got a Rollo ass style no strings attached
If you ain't come to battle don't yo' raps
It's tha baby, yeah, yeah, the same team
Yo Swift, tell these niggaz what the the name means

Leanin' on the ledge of the bar, loud rowdy and
Longevity, lots of
Legendary Likwid for life, large following
Illustrious,

In rap section, not imperfection
International, city nigga
I'm the in the isolated booth
Idolize my

Who runnin' off at the mouth, keep it bouncin' down South
We stay keyed, keep on givin' the fans what they
Keep it for these streets
(Swift)

So inebriated, so
So underrated, so
So focused, so ambition
So much recognition, the definition of

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So when tha Liks is on the set it's that same shit
A gang of rookie tryin' to drink against professionals
But y'all bow down drink six
When you seein' nine of us but only three Liks

beats leaves necks with pinched nerves
Tash word serves when I'm sippin' C-derb
But y'all already know what's the of my team
So yo J, tell these niggaz what the fuck the means

Los Angeles, lyrical
Got laid up in the lab, livin' skanless
For the love of brew, son named Lou
Likwid niggaz in the party laminate whole body

I'm alcohol infusion
You idiots get bruised 'cause you choosin' an
How can I be
In a world full of animals I'm pure Iverson handles

You know you better kneel to Likwid
We down with the King plus we real tight
We got the knack to make knots, leave me the alone
Before I break you down from to knuckle bones

Shit you done walked a storm
We reign seven above the norm
Pull it to the side, I'm slip slidin' and swervin'
Servin' this broad in a suburban, I hit her the

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