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Likwit Crew
We to take this one ghetto, ghetto
Universal
The solar system, the solar
is goin' out to
The homies
The homies
The Sacramento
The Oakland
The homies
The Atlanta
New homies
Jersey
homies
Arkansas
wide

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,
they on 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 will eat a dick
Tell that bitch she was brother
You share and a light,
that's how we do one and other
You just met bitch tonight
And now you like you love her
you, you a whore
I gotta keep it
I shook a quick,
end up with J and
J is the backtown
is from the ville
These my diamond
And my shoot to kill
Even if we clock a
So money ain't the
If you in some
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 on my turf
Drives a berserk
So their ain't no way about to
And you her
All I do is lie to somebody,
and getting
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,
that's what my daddy 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 back
They wanna get through you, they gotta go me
45 deep, where we all go to
The uncontainable, ungradible Likwit

2:
[Phil Da of Barbershop MC's]
Phil Da Ag, Xzibit and Tash, the homies
The set it off,
my Likwit crew set it for me
The type that always got the itchy fingers on the
Yo my Niggas go ahead, (?)
X shown in for all of my best
The that I was walkin' turned me hop into the Benz
My friends say I die,
they carry me before they me
?My friends, that be fuckin the French women marry's me?
My (?) who a fuck if I stopped 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'
Rollin' well with laser on they heat
If I get kidnapped, tied up, and strapped
My kids'll still in the ransom to get me back

3:

Never ever rat on friends
We make moves identical twins
I'm talkin' dirt, bitches and
All the map to sett 'em choppin' Los Angeles
Took the route, I it down,
while Niggas abandon us
The city of lost
We work the angles like a syndicate
Bentley on the benedict?
Screamin' Likwit, hit you
We could
You are listed in the rage
You an immigrant
But rhyme together is tougher than leather
die for whatever
I clear the street
When I let my
And let it with the baretta
insanity, when you talkin' with my family
Front line, first stream, rime
away or get cut from the team
Me and my stick together, cause that's all we got
And I'ma have my Niggas back my caps pop

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