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RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я
EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Текст (слова) песни: Xzibit - Alkaholik


[xzibit]
It`s that millenium ridiculous flow, i never let go
Niggaz gettin knocked out is part of my show
Let `em know who they fuckin with yo, a rhyme wrangler
Tri-angular push-up the hillside strangler
Dangle a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk ass go, look out below (belowwww)
It`s a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go down
We officially not fuckin around
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box
(hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot
So heatbox all day in a nigga face
And all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda ate

[chorus 2x: xzibit *singing*]
Call it what you wanna call it
I`m a fuckin alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain`t gotta put no extras on it!

[erick sermon]
Yo, i`m in the zone, and lyrically gone
Got the spot blown, boom! oklahoma
Watch the aroma, catch those who love me
My underground dirty cats on dune buggies
I be the type to take your watch and flaunt it
Kidnap t. lewis and jimmy jam on it
Yo, i bang a nigga head til his neck pop
Do a krs-one to a "black cop"
X and e`s, out for cream
Get the money, while you stay broker than al bundy
Uhh, give it to y`all, in "any given sunday"
With j. foxx name the spot, make it hot
(i hate e so much right now!) blow it down hooker bounce
Come off the ropes like j. snooka
(*x*: two fly motherfuckers) you can`t fuck widdit
Backed by +open bar+, so y`all forget it

[chorus]

[j-ro]
J-mcenroe, cam smashin, party crashin
I eat mc`s like a ration
I`m sockin niggaz in they goatees
I leave you stiffer than that fool on my basketball trophies
I`m in the room with 10 g`s, countin ten g`s
Cause we need a bag of weed (can you smell it?)
Now we need ten dimes, to blow on deez like wind chimes
Time to close the blinds cause you all in mines
I bought a bottle for the session, and did not share it
Drink so much captain mo` all i need is a parrot
You took the alkaholik challenge, and lost your balance
You underground, we under water drinkin liquid by the gallons

[tash]
Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin, head rushin
Since i`m too drunk to walk, i rock a party on crutches
And still rush the roughest mc who wanna get it
Forget it, it`s likwit, tha liks and, xzibit
Ca-tash on the blast the final piece to the puzzle
I slap bitches on the ass i slap tits up out the muzzle
I shuffle with the microphone, bang rhymes consistant
You wack and i`m ca-tash and that`s the motherfuckin difference
For instance, "21 and over" set your clocks back
(tick tock tick tock) still standin where the rocks at
Two-thousand-one, we still young guns that`s +restless+
(thirty niggaz, sixty hoes) and that`s the motherfuckin guestlist!

[chorus]

 

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