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Likwit baby
We bout to this one ghetto, ghetto
Universal
The solar system, the solar
is goin' out to
The Detroit
The homies
The homies
The homies
The homies
The homies
New homies
homies
Texas
Arkansas
World

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,
they on way for me
get around no trick
And try to act if you know me
Homie, this is family,
we all in
If bitch will eat a dick
that bitch she was your brother
You share and a light,
how we do with one and other
You just met bitch tonight
And now you actin' you love her
you, you a whore
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 Niggas shoot to
Even if we a meal
So ain't the issue
If you in some
I'm in shit with you
Can't let no hit you
If you die I forget you
takin' over 99 it's official
We hit you it hurt,
until your don't work
Run 'em on my turf
Drives a Nigga
So their ain't no way 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 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, Likwit crew
We only with a chosen few, true homeboys
separate the real Niggas from the decoys
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 homies
The set it off,
my crew will set it for me
The type that always got the itchy on the triggers
Yo my go ahead, Tash (?)
X in for all of my best friends
The cash I was walkin' 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 a fuck if I stopped breathin'
Better relax and start bleedin', y'all my (?)
I could out, black out or be out on the concrete
The technique,
you have learned to see at the
Phil the Agony on
Likwit fleet is deep
Rollin' well with laser 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 dirt, bitches and ends
All the map to sett 'em choppin' Los Angeles
the route, I hold it down,
while Niggas abandon us
The of lost angels
We work the angles like a crime
?Flash on the benedict?
Likwit, hit you automatic
We benefit
You ain't are in the rage
You an immigrant
But rhyme together is tougher than leather
Niggas die for
I clear the whole
I let my sweater
And let it rain with the
Provoke insanity, when you talkin' my family
Front line, stream, Alkaholik rime
Carried away or get cut the team
Me and my stick together, cause that's all we got
And I'ma my Niggas back till my caps pop

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