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Likwit Crew
We bout to take one ghetto, ghetto
universe
The solar system, the solar
This is out to
The homies
The Cleveland
The Sacramento
The homies
The Florida
The Atlanta
New homies
homies
Texas
homies
World

1:

I got a lot off
But how Tru Homies
The if I go to jail,
on they way for me
The if I go to jail,
on they way for me
Don't get around no
And try to act if you know me
Homie, is likwit family,
we all in
If that bitch eat a dick
that bitch she was your brother
You and share a light,
that's how we do one and other
You just met that bitch
And now you actin' like you her
you, you a whore
I gotta keep it
I a Nigga quick,
end up with J and
J is from the
Phil is the ville
my diamond motherfuckers
And my shoot to kill
Even if we a meal
So ain't the issue
If you in bullshit
I'm in that with you
let no bullets hit you
If you die I won't you
takin' over 99 it's official
We hit you it hurt,
until your mind don't
Run 'em on my turf
Drives a berserk
So their no way about to Walhalla
And you her
All I do is lie to somebody,
and getting
We run triple
Killa-Cal the style
(?), bow wow, now
Cause is how we do it
If you me, homie show me
I am my keeper,
that's what my told me

We're about 45 deep, we all go to
The uncontainable, ungradible crew
We only roll with a chosen few, homeboys
Only separate the real Niggas from the
Killafornia B-Boys, I got ya automatically
wanna get through you, they gotta go through me
About 45 deep, we all go to
The uncontainable, ungradible Likwit

2:
[Phil Da Agony of MC's]
Phil Da Ag, Xzibit and Tash, the true
The set it off,
my Likwit crew set it for me
The type always got the itchy fingers on the triggers
Yo my Niggas go ahead, (?)
X shown in for all of my friends
The cash that I was turned me hop into the Benz
My friends say I die,
they carry me they bury me
?My friends, that be fuckin the French women that me?
My (?) who give a fuck if I breathin'
Better Nigga and start bleedin', y'all my (?)
I could out, black out or be out on the concrete
The technique,
you have to see at the street
Phil the on defeat
Likwit fleet is rollin'
well with laser beams on they heat
If I get kidnapped, tied up, beaten and
My kids'll still in the ransom to get me back

3:

Never ever rat on your
We make moves like twins
I'm talkin' dirt, bitches and
All the map to sett 'em choppin' Los Angeles
the route, I hold it down,
while other abandon us
The city of angels
We work the angles like a syndicate
?Flash on the benedict?
Likwit, hit you automatic
We could
You are listed in the rage
You an immigrant
But rhyme just together is tougher than
die for whatever
I clear the whole
I let my sweater
And let it with the baretta
Provoke insanity, when you talkin' with my
Front line, first stream, rime
Carried away or get cut the team
Me and my brothers together, cause that's all we got
And I'ma have my Niggas back till my pop

Uh, all love
all love
(?)
Now let me it out to;
all the homies
The Ohio homies
Seattle, D.C, L,
I now homies get it right
Tru