Luyện nghe bài hát Pass Out

Ah! Y'all finally came back with the beers
We're the Alkaholiks in the
ass niggaz
Hey, let's pass out some of this brew,
have some 40's and tall cans and shit
James let's pass of this brew out, check it out, yo

One for you, one for you
One for you, one for you
A few for your crew and this for you
One for you but this here is my

It's the beer drinkin', stinkin' sniffin' money
I throw my hands up and say, "It's good", Gene Tunny
pull my finger, so I can let the funk flow
E-Swift the funk bro, beats to the trunk roll

Welcome to the house the one times can't
Where I grab the mic trippin' my weed was sprayed
So to try to what's mine you better be the smoothest criminality
'Cause I'm deadly to the point I had to the Surgeon General

So let the women know, they call Captain
Or J to the Ro, from Tha Likwit beer roll
And speakin' of crews, yo next to lose
Instead of mics, I'd rather have five brews

And if y'all niggaz peeped the news you saw the predictin'
The rain was on the way because you know who brings Tha
The nigga risked it, rap down for housing
'Cause I'm tryin' to keep it pumpin' the year two thousand

And fourteen, we'll be holdin' down the scene
Comin' fresh every time like peas from Jolly
Every time we rock a show we the crowd to detoxes
Tha Liks bring the flicks that kicks six oxes

And I be rockin' boxers like I'm DJ Run
So men and women my music like it's CK One
So of I got it locked even my wackiest two bitches
Look flayer than the hennas and the low bitches

And we you all in stitches now we back like early morn
We comin' back out on shit like creamed corn
With that funk, won't stop until you say, uh
I save a brew for you, fool, when I'm drunk

So you sayin' punk, even with a shipment of equipment
You still couldn't rock it you don't be comin' different
So bruisin' you was cruisin' for has just arrived
With the Olde English crack just to make it

One for you, one for you
One for you, one for you
A few for your crew, one's for you
Damn we out of brew now what we gonna do?

Three drunk goin' 'round the outside
Round the outside, the outside
Three drunk motherfuckers 'round the outside
(So do your partner!)

Can you it? Yeah
If you didn't have it you steal it? Hell, yeah
Well, it's yours, my rap skills are black like burnt
On the reals, I make the coldest nigga the chills

Like the Bills, you had your chances
(That's right)
Pack your pots and pans, and fly your ass back to
I Diss You, wack rhymes are the issue
I come up with hooks that'll pull out your

Like Tito, white kids think I'm
I chop MC's up and throw em in my
What? Never interrupt me when I'm

Just sit your ass and say, "Weallll" like a Deacon
Fuck the clothes I want the bankrolls
Your style is funny like hoes with big butts and ankles

And havin' shoes or where coats is, right under our noses
'Cause Tash the chronic, so fuck a dozen roses
Talk they out sweep 'em from the second that I peep 'em
the women look so good I wanna take 'em home and keep 'em

Freak 'em but only my Jimmy well protected
'Cause I know you it raw but I can't give it to ya naked
So chill for a second while I wreck it on the
'Cause I kick that kinda shit that leaves bitches brains cloudy

Now we, come to the because I'm way off
I parties up like Ferris Bueller on his day off
So peep how I and how deep I dive
With the Olde English crack to make it live

One for you, one for you
One for you, one for you
One for you and this for you
we out of fuckin' brew then fuck it, then we through

Three motherfuckers goin' 'round the outside
Round the outside, round the
Three drunk motherfuckers goin' the outside
Once
Three drunk motherfuckers 'round the outside
Round the outside, the outside
Three drunk motherfuckers goin' 'round the
And we fuck it up, motherfuckers

Yeah, that's right, go keep all your hoes motherfuckers it's
Likwit crew, Alkaholiks, Tee, Xzibit, Phil Da Agony, Defari
Uh, A.K.A. the Forty Downers, what y'all know about
West coast hip-hop at motherfuckin' finest
(Uh, Da Ag in the house)

Forty To Da Head in the
(X to the Z in the house)
E-Swift on the
(And Barber in the house)
Need I say
(West coast, coast)
no
(All the world and we out)