151 Lyrics by Tha Alkaholiks

151 Lyrics

    [Tash]
    All bitches come and kick it with me
    Weed smokers come and hit it with me
    Alkaholiks come and sip it with me
    Uh-huh - Alkaholiks come and hit it with me
    (Tell 'em about yo'self Tash)
    Alkies come and kick it with me
    (I said tell 'em about yo'self Tash)
    Say what folk? Say what? Aight, yo

    I got a passion for fashion, fast cars and livin triflin
    A sweet tooth for mic booths hoes and "Rap Life'n" it
    Everybody know Big Tash is unstoppable
    Flashy Tashy fly assassin poppin everything that's poppable
    Pop a collar, pop a wheelie, pop up at yo' house
    Poppin bottles in your lawn, tell your pops you're goin out
    Hip-Hop no doubt that's what it's about
    But I'ma tell y'all niggaz once, y'all better read my mouth
    Fuck bein broke, cause bein broke ain't no joke
    Broke niggaz always askin to smoke
    Let me bust y'all down with a West coast heater
    If y'all girls is gettin hot, throw on my wife beater
    Drink a whole liter, get buzzed and clown
    (?) might wobble but he don't fall down
    Peace to Dogg Pound, let's have some fun
    Tha Alkaholiks in this bitch off that one-five-one

    [Chorus: Xzibit]
    I, am a, Alkaholik nigga
    Top dollar if you ain't up on it you gotta
    move back I'm off that one-fifty-one right
    Stumblin, throwin up, just lost my eyesight
    I, am a, Alkaholik nigga
    Top dollar if you ain't up on it you gotta
    bang hoes that want new clothes but get nada
    AH-HAH-HA-HA, HA-HAH-HA, HA-HA

    [J-Ro]
    Make 'em shout - now how the fuck we gonna work it out?
    Turn it out - we'll smash and bang and blow a circuit out
    Alkies - we heat the party to the third degree
    Fuck with me - then I'll beat you down verbally
    Here we come - Tha Liks ain't never been the ones to run
    Just for fun - puttin Remi in our water guns
    Where ya at - puffin hash in the fuckin (?)
    Fuck that - most rappers I don't even really feel 'em
    Likwid MC's - flow like the breeze blowin through the trees
    You know my steez - I burn bleeds while I count my cheese
    Aiyyo - MackinRo ain't never punkin out
    Say bro - so nigga what the hell you funk about?
    Where you from - you know the Pactown(?) is the city
    Dee dum dum - but I'm known to get down to the nitty
    Strip club - c'mere baby let me see your titties
    Give me a dub - naw fuck that, nigga bring a fitty

    [Chorus]

    [Tash]
    So for the next twenty seasons Tha Liks is gettin even
    while we "drop drop, drop, drop it like" it's freezin
    Party down for no reason - I'll play hoop with the spins
    I even celebrate the loss when the other team wins (YAY!)
    Fuckin with my friends, DJ Twinz and Red
    You might catch that quick fast two-piece with no bread
    (You heard what he said) Yeah loud and clear
    Aiyyo J where you at?

    [J-Ro]
    Tash I'm right the fuck here
    Listen up - you standin in the corner smokin drinkin
    Empty cup - now you all fucked up with broken thinkin
    D.U.I. - now how the fuck you gon' get home?
    Don't even try - I hope you ain't gon' try to drive alone
    Watch that curve - cause if you do you might lose control
    You start to swerve - cruisin wrappin shit around a pole
    It ain't your day - you in a wheelchair like oh no!
    Now you say - I was gonna go professional

    [Chorus]

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