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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