Luyện nghe bài hát Make Room

I knock 'em, knock 'em out the when other rappers are hitting bunts
I'm a togger not a fogger, 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 kinda
Some wear curls 'cuz it ain't easy being peasy
Like a Kung-Fu flick, I stick you in the dick my toothpick
Tell 'em Rick, You hit harder than a fuckin' brick"

I like clothes and but like 'em better in the sheets
I rock more beats Jesse Owens ran track meets
Amazing move, they happen everyday
the Ro to the J, bring his ass out to play

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

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

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

The super, duper, gets it poppin' with the
King Tee and the Alkies, straight down to business
all about the Liks 'cuz we're heavy on the kicks
But we're easy on the treble, my mic level

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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