作曲 : Brooks, Robinson, Smith Yeah, it's the return of three drunk *********as Huh, yeah, it's Tha Liks We gots Stan the guitar man in the house Mothaclucka, uh, uh [J-Ro] I'm sick like a sore throat swallow, drunk act to follow I'll make the whole bottle hollow (what a ride!) Rollin' wit' a open container, and one in the chamber Ten Likwit CD's in the changer Bettin' wages on the Lakers; yo' squad is in danger Hoes go two ways these days like my pager Say Hoe, my name is J-Ro, oh, you didn't know? (no) Well, ********** you then! I hang with cats, who chase rats, and kick tats Hit the eightball like Minnesota fats Got more ? than biceps, relax Pure hoes jockin' in the studio flats When I'm in the house, take off the wave cap for hats Got scully from a hoochie, with lips like Da Brat Raised in the valley of the shadow of death So I fear none, time to anty up for the beer run [Chorus] We are Tha Alkaholiks It's last call, can we get anotha round? We are Tha Alkaholiks And I know ya like the way it's goin' down [Tash] So all the ladies to the Limo, it's Tha Alkaholik car pool Lyrics bang from thirty feet to blow y'all **********s off your bar stool We back, to wet'cha, the flawless, the wallus Regardless of your colors, Tha Liks are Alkaholiks [Tha Liks] We the same three **********s that be makin' the noise Doin' donuts in Ferraris, like some drunk hot boys [Tash] Do or die fool! Straight from the home of where we spark from Where the **********'ll leave ya dizzy like a tranquelizer dart gun The L, not to be confused with Tinsletown Well, I made a million dollars off this **********t I penciled down Flashy Tashy, be gunnin' from the worsest alliance And when I die, I'ma donate all my verses to science Do the tango, while rappers get strangled by the lone-shark You be ridin' **********s **********, that's why you never make your own mark I'm sober and justice, why this is my year Screamin' "Party over here, ********** y'all over there!" (Party over here, ********** y'all over there!) [Chorus] [J-Ro] King Tee started it off, and then came Tha Liks Then Xzibit added hot done proda to the mix Then Defari, "Hey you!" Comin' through, Likwit Crew And ? gets the broom, who can sin it? Who can sin it? Twisted and been it, but if the funk ain't in it My DJ always submitted to spin it If I said that I meant it, don't get'cha mouth pin it in ? We feelin' with a penny, represent it [Tash] Aiyyo re-pre-sent, yo', re-si-dence If it don't say Likwit, then you won't get bent Aiyyo, dollars and cents, make the world just awkward Got **********s in the hood, livin' next to their doctor I'm a rowdy, mic-rocker, since the age of twenty-two In the video, flossin', like "This could be you" Likwit Crew, do it up, 'til the wheels fall off Unlike these other **********s that had it and lost it We stayed in the game, stayed hot, turned up the flame [Pharoahe Monch] ("Y'all know the name!") [Chorus x2]
作曲 : Brooks, Robinson, Smith Yeah, it's the return of three drunk *********as Huh, yeah, it's Tha Liks We gots Stan the guitar man in the house Mothaclucka, uh, uh [J-Ro] I'm sick like a sore throat swallow, drunk act to follow I'll make the whole bottle hollow (what a ride!) Rollin' wit' a open container, and one in the chamber Ten Likwit CD's in the changer Bettin' wages on the Lakers; yo' squad is in danger Hoes go two ways these days like my pager Say Hoe, my name is J-Ro, oh, you didn't know? (no) Well, ********** you then! I hang with cats, who chase rats, and kick tats Hit the eightball like Minnesota fats Got more ? than biceps, relax Pure hoes jockin' in the studio flats When I'm in the house, take off the wave cap for hats Got scully from a hoochie, with lips like Da Brat Raised in the valley of the shadow of death So I fear none, time to anty up for the beer run [Chorus] We are Tha Alkaholiks It's last call, can we get anotha round? We are Tha Alkaholiks And I know ya like the way it's goin' down [Tash] So all the ladies to the Limo, it's Tha Alkaholik car pool Lyrics bang from thirty feet to blow y'all **********s off your bar stool We back, to wet'cha, the flawless, the wallus Regardless of your colors, Tha Liks are Alkaholiks [Tha Liks] We the same three **********s that be makin' the noise Doin' donuts in Ferraris, like some drunk hot boys [Tash] Do or die fool! Straight from the home of where we spark from Where the **********'ll leave ya dizzy like a tranquelizer dart gun The L, not to be confused with Tinsletown Well, I made a million dollars off this **********t I penciled down Flashy Tashy, be gunnin' from the worsest alliance And when I die, I'ma donate all my verses to science Do the tango, while rappers get strangled by the lone-shark You be ridin' **********s **********, that's why you never make your own mark I'm sober and justice, why this is my year Screamin' "Party over here, ********** y'all over there!" (Party over here, ********** y'all over there!) [Chorus] [J-Ro] King Tee started it off, and then came Tha Liks Then Xzibit added hot done proda to the mix Then Defari, "Hey you!" Comin' through, Likwit Crew And ? gets the broom, who can sin it? Who can sin it? Twisted and been it, but if the funk ain't in it My DJ always submitted to spin it If I said that I meant it, don't get'cha mouth pin it in ? We feelin' with a penny, represent it [Tash] Aiyyo re-pre-sent, yo', re-si-dence If it don't say Likwit, then you won't get bent Aiyyo, dollars and cents, make the world just awkward Got **********s in the hood, livin' next to their doctor I'm a rowdy, mic-rocker, since the age of twenty-two In the video, flossin', like "This could be you" Likwit Crew, do it up, 'til the wheels fall off Unlike these other **********s that had it and lost it We stayed in the game, stayed hot, turned up the flame [Pharoahe Monch] ("Y'all know the name!") [Chorus x2]
