Luyện nghe bài hát Make Room

I knock 'em, knock 'em out the park when rappers are hitting bunts
I'm a not a fogger, step on hunts and don't do stunts
I got power, never took a cold shower
Never had a girlfriend, the color of cooking

You can call me sleazy 'cuz my rhymes are greasy
Some brothers wear curls 'cuz it ain't easy being
Like a Kung-Fu flick, I stick you in the dick with my
Tell 'em Rick, You hit them harder a fuckin' brick"

I like clothes and hoes but like 'em better in the
I rock more beats than Jesse ran track meets
Amazing feets move, they happen
When the Ro to the J, bring his ass out to

I weight but I'm fat
I ki uh kick up when I bust like a cap
Tha Alkaholik crew and what here to do
Is rock a show, a hoe and crack another brew

room for the crew with beats that thump
Make room for the crew with beats that
Make room for the crew with beats that
Tunes hittin' hard enough to ditch your

It's the Liks, baby, the Liks
It's the Liks, baby, the Liks
It's the Liks, baby, it's the
It's the Liks, baby, it's the

The super, duper, it poppin' with the quickness
King Tee and the Alkies, straight gettin' down to
It's all about the Liks 'cuz heavy on the kicks
But we're on the treble, adjust my mic level

So fools can me mic checkin', all the way in China
The skills you front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer
Could rip a show up, to' up so I always flex my
But my words don't be slurrin', I never lose my

But that's 'cuz I'm tossin' bottles like a discus
The Liks could rock a party from to Christmas
That's why I'm screamin' on MC's like I'm
I'm hooked on gin and like your momma's hooked on Phonics

So we steppin' through, with the thirty-two of brew
Niggaz make way for the Alkaholik crew
When we're through, with the thirty-two of brew
Niggaz better way for the Alkaholik crew

Make room for the with beats that thump
Make room for the crew with beats thump
Make for the crew with beats that thump
Tunes hard enough to ditch your trunk

the Liks, baby, it's the Liks
It's the Liks, baby, it's the
It's the Liks, baby, the Liks
It's the Liks, baby, it's the

First you gotta have respect, money next
you get those, come the hoes and the sex
Girl, you keep askin' the niggaz in my crew
Yeah, I'm down with Pooh but what's up me and you

I don't give a fuck, whose your cousin who could fuck
'Cuz I wanna fuck, damn, I wanna fuck
So the gate and make room for the heavyweight rapper
The slim light coochie slapper

Pull over to the side, so I can up the indo
Got the bitch bumpin', on the front window
Wham, bam, I you ma'am
I wonder how they make these rubbers from the of a lamb

I blow into the mic I check it
Had hoes gettin' naked, way I made a record
I smoked a of liquor, I drink a gang of boom
Like Ted, I gotta zoom, so make room

Make room for the crew with that thump
Make room for the crew with beats thump
room for the crew with beats that thump
Tunes hittin' enough to ditch your trunk

Make room for the crew with that thump
room for the crew with beats that thump
Make room for the crew beats that thump
Tunes hittin' enough to ditch your trunk

Old is in the house and uhh
What Mickey's? Is in the house and uhh
St. is in the house and uhh
Horse is in the house and uhh

Genuine Draft is in the and uhh
What about Red Bull? Is in the and uhh
.45 is in the house and uhh
King Cobra ain't in the and uhh