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Likwit Crew
We bout to this one ghetto, ghetto
universe
The solar system, the system
is goin' out to
The homies
The Cleveland
The Sacramento
The homies
The homies
The homies
New York
homies
Texas
Arkansas
World

1:

I got a lot off
But how many Tru
The if I go to jail,
on they way for me
The if I go to jail,
they on way for me
get around no trick
And try to act if you don't me
Homie, this is family,
we all in
If that will eat a dick
Tell that bitch she was your
You and share a light,
that's how we do one and other
You met that bitch tonight
And now you actin' you love her
Fuck you, you a
I gotta keep it
I shook a quick,
end up J and Phil
J is from the
Phil is the ville
my diamond motherfuckers
And my shoot to kill
Even if we a meal
So money ain't the
If you in bullshit
I'm in that shit you
Can't let no hit you
If you die I won't you
Likwit takin' over 99 it's
We hit you it hurt,
until your mind don't
Run 'em over on my
a Nigga berserk
So ain't no way about to Walhalla
And you her
All I do is lie to somebody,
and pounded
We run triple
Killa-Cal with the
(?), bow wow, now
Cause is how we do it
If you me, homie show me
I am my keeper,
what my daddy told me

We're about 45 deep, we all go to
The uncontainable, ungradible Likwit
We only with a chosen few, true 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, Likwit crew

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

3:

Never ever rat on friends
We make moves like twins
I'm dirt, bitches and ends
All around the map to sett 'em choppin' Los
the route, I hold it down,
while other Niggas us
The city of angels
We the angles like a crime syndicate
?Flash on the benedict?
Likwit, hit you automatic
We could
You are listed in the rage
You just an
But rhyme together is tougher than leather
die for whatever
I clear the whole
When I let my
And let it rain with the
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 back till my caps pop

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