[Intro:] From city to city, coast II coast Friday night is the night they like to party the most (We came, to rock, for everybody) From city to city
like that Yeah, yeah, yeah, ay, how y'all like that one right there? Y'all like that one? Yeah, that's my boys Them my boys Tha Alkaholiks ya know what
Liks get, down L.A. California where Tha Liks get, down Guess who's back? It's Tha Alkaholiks We're back, buk, buk, by popular demand Guess who's back? It's Tha Alkaholiks
Yeah, yo, yeah It's time to put you kids on restriction So just sit down, shut your trap up and listen Major labels are greasy like Kentucky Fried Chicken
it round here You might wanna show up and (Kick it over here) West coast 'bout to blow up, you scared call the cops All hell breaks loose when we drop Alkaholiks
hear around here is niggaz bitchin' a lot I show up or blow up cause my spot is wild Put a hundred fuckin' thou on my homeboy Styliztik, Likwit, Alkaholiks
Yo, I'm from Killa Cali, I wrote this rhyme in an alley The tall can MC stepping fresh out the valley I'm hella fresh comin' straight through your chest
What?s yo? name? What?s yo? name? My name is, Ol Dirty Bastard and I?ma Alkaholik Yeah, me too nigga [Unverified] You?re now rockin' with tha liks so
I pull up to front with a smash to the ground black duly Niggaz in the street gettin' wild and unruly Digga B was in the front so he let me through the
Check it, pass it over here nigga, ha, ha, ha Check it out, check it out Yo, my name is J-Ro, I'm from the 8-1-8, straight Golden State All-time great
: tash It's time to roll my sleeves, fuck a few mc's up Another rough cut, from the crew that won't ease up The alkaholik click, aka the forty downers
That's the Alkaholiks functions, conjunction junction The remix version for all the brothers out there That got shit on they chest and just wanna let
the two turntables with the anvil cases It's the L I K's that blaze and amaze that (Got's to roll deep) In these crazy-ass days Bu the Alkaholik rhymer
break your spine Likwidation in your mouth one time, can you feel it? Chorus (without words except j-ro saying 'likwidation') Alkaholiks, yeah, the last hip-hop group left Do you like it? Easy mo, alkaholiks
Intro: tash Yeah, tha alkaholiks Ay j, I got a crew They called the loot pack And they can get crazy fresh y'all, crazy fresh y'all My man jack is about
[man] ay man, who the hell is you man? we got a meetin goin on man! We got a meetin goin on man! We got a meetin man, could you be quiet man? [j-ro]
I flow I feel like y'all niggaz owe me The one and only from the group you could feel 'Cuz it's a million Alkaholiks on the Earth (And that's real)
Let it go Oh, yeah, we got drums Woo, Alkaholiks, let's get it crackin' y'all Ay J-Ro, teach these niggaz how to stunt People gather round, J-Ro is on
