Likwit baby We bout to this one ghetto, ghetto Universal The solar system, the solar This is out to The homies The Cleveland The Sacramento The Oakland The homies The Atlanta New York homies Texas Arkansas wide
1: I got a lot off But how many Tru The if I go to jail, they on way for me The if I go to jail, on they way for me Don't get no trick And try to act if you know me Homie, this is family, we all in If that bitch will eat a that bitch she was your brother You and share a light, that's how we do with one and You just met bitch tonight And now you actin' like you her Fuck you, you a I keep it real I a Nigga quick, end up with J and J is from the Phil is the ville These my motherfuckers And my Niggas to kill Even if we a meal So ain't the issue If you in some I'm in that with you let no bullets hit you If you die I forget you Likwit takin' 99 it's official We hit you it hurt, until your mind work Run 'em on my turf Drives a berserk So ain't no way about to Walhalla And you her All I do is lie to somebody, and pounded We run foul Killa-Cal the style (?), bow wow, now this is how we do it If you know me, show me I am my keeper, what my daddy told me
We're 45 deep, where we all go to The uncontainable, ungradible Likwit We only roll with a chosen few, true separate the real Niggas from the decoys Killafornia B-Boys, I got ya back They wanna get through you, they go through me 45 deep, where we all go to The uncontainable, ungradible crew
2: [Phil Da of Barbershop MC's] Phil Da Ag, Xzibit and Tash, the homies The set it off, my crew will set it for me The that always got the itchy fingers on the triggers Yo my go ahead, Tash (?) X shown in for all of my best The cash that I was walkin' turned me hop the Benz My say when 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 stopped Better relax Nigga and start bleedin', my (?) I pass out, black out or be out on the concrete The technique, you learned to see at the street Phil the Agony on Likwit is rollin' deep Rollin' well with laser on they heat If I get kidnapped, tied up, beaten and My kids'll still kick in the to get me back
3: Never rat on your friends We make moves like twins I'm dirt, bitches and ends All the map to sett 'em choppin' Los Angeles the route, I hold it down, while Niggas abandon us The city of angels We the angles like a crime syndicate Bentley on the benedict? Screamin' Likwit, hit you We benefit You are listed in the rage You just an But rhyme together is tougher than leather Niggas die for I the whole street I let my sweater And let it rain the baretta Provoke insanity, you talkin' with my family Front line, first stream, Alkaholik Carried or get cut from the team Me and my brothers stick together, cause all we got And I'ma my Niggas back till my caps pop
Uh, It's all It's all (?) Now let me it out to; all the homies The Ohio homies Seattle, D.C, L, I now y'all homies get it Tru