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Tash lyrics
Tash lyrics
"Tru Homies Lyrics"
Cup of Tea Lyrics
Every midnight we sit at the coffee table and we share a cup of tea He stays up with me and we discuss things Most of the time he just listens Other times offers suggestions or he just ignores my questions It gets more depressing as time passes, because every night I ask this one question and all he does is wipe his glasses It's aggrevating as hell and I'm just waiting to tell whether or not he can even remember the answer.. Or whether or not he's choosing not to tamper with his memory.. Or whether or not he can even fucking remember me. What a waste of time But every night it's that s
Every midnight we sit at the coffee table and we share a cup of tea He stays up with me and we discuss things Most of the time he just listens Other times offers suggestions or he just ignores my questions It gets more depressing as time passes, because every night I ask this one question and all he does is wipe his glasses It's aggrevating as hell and I'm just waiting to tell whether or not he can even remember the answer.. Or whether or not he's choosing not to tamper with his memory.. Or whether or not he can even fucking remember me. What a waste of time But every night it's that s
featuring Phil Da Agony, Xzibit
Intro:
[Tash]
Likwit Crew baby
We bout to take this one ghetto, ghetto
Universal universe
The solar system, the solar system
This is goin' out to
The Detroit homies
The Cleveland homies
The Sacramento homies
The Oakland homies
The Florida homies
The Atlanta homies
New York homies
Jersey homies
Texas homies
Arkansas homies
World wide
Verse 1:
[Tash]
I got a lot off friends
But how many Tru Homies
The kinda if I go to jail,
they on they way for me
The kinda if I go to jail,
they on they way for me
Don't get around no trick
And try to act if you don't know me
Homie, this is likwit family,
we all in together
If that bitch will eat a pussy
Tell that bitch she was your brother
You share and share a light,
that's how we do with one and other
You just met that bitch tonight
And now you actin' like you love her
Fuck you, you a whore
I gotta keep it real
I shook a Nigga quick,
Hymn Of The Big Wheel Lyrics
The big wheel keeps on turning On a simple line day by day The earth spins on its axis One man struggle while another relaxes There's a hole in my soul like a cavity Seems the world is out to gather just by gravity The wheel keeps turning the sky's rearranging Look my son the weather is changing I'd like to feel that you could be free Look up at the blue skies beneath a new tree Sometime again You'll turn green and the sea turns red My son I said the power of reflections over my head The big wheel keeps on turning On a simple line day by d
J is from the backtown
Phil is from the ville
These my diamond motherfuckers
And my Niggas shoot to kill
Even if we clock a meal
So money ain't the issue
If you in some bullshit
I'm in that shit with you
Can't let no bullets hit you
If you die I won't forget you
Likwit takin' over 99 it's official
We hit you were it hurt,
until your mind don't work
Run 'em over on my turf
Drives a Nigga berserk
So their ain't no way about to Walhalla
And you surround her
All I gotta do is lie to somebody,
and getting pounded
We run triple foul
Killa-Cal with the style
(?), bow wow, right now
Cause this is how we do it
If you know me, homie show me
I am my brothers keeper,
that's what my daddy told me
Chorus:
[Xzibit]
We're about 45 deep, where we all go to
The uncontainable, ungradible Likwit crew
We only roll with a chosen few, true homeboys
Only separate the real Niggas from the decoys
Killafornia B-Boys, I got ya back automatically
They wanna get through you, t
All Eyes On Me (Revisiting Cold Blooded) Lyrics
featuring Keith Sweat (Intro) Goddamn I look good Somebody slam me, huh This club does not want 2 point 2 seconds of me But I'mma give it to 'em anyway, uh When I walk in the door, niggas be like "yo" Stare me up and down even when they with they ho It amazes me them niggas don't care ?All fade tight? Ass, hair, wear And before I can even get a chance to blink Wild mutha-fuckas start sendin' me drinks But I send 'em all back, cuz I got my own loot Suit? It's a Miaki Boots? Gianni Versace It ain't hard to see I got my own money, don't fuc
hey gotta go through me featuring Keith Sweat (Intro) Goddamn I look good Somebody slam me, huh This club does not want 2 point 2 seconds of me But I'mma give it to 'em anyway, uh When I walk in the door, niggas be like "yo" Stare me up and down even when they with they ho It amazes me them niggas don't care ?All fade tight? Ass, hair, wear And before I can even get a chance to blink Wild mutha-fuckas start sendin' me drinks But I send 'em all back, cuz I got my own loot Suit? It's a Miaki Boots? Gianni Versace It ain't hard to see I got my own money, don't fuc
About 45 deep, where we all go to
The uncontainable, ungradible Likwit crew
Verse 2:
[Phil Da Agony of Barbershop MC's]
Phil Da Ag, Xzibit and Tash, the true homies
The bottom set it off,
my Likwit crew will set it for me
The type that always got the itchy fingers on the triggers
Yo my Niggas go ahead, Tash (?)
X shown in for all of my best friends
The cash that I was walkin' turned me hop into the Benz
My friends say when I die,
they carry me before they bury me
?My friends, that be fuckin the French women that marry's me?
My (?) who give a fuck if I stopped breathin'
Better relax Nigga and start bleedin', y'all my (?)
I could pass out, black out or be out on the concrete
The urgency technique,
you have learned to see at the street
Phil the Agony on defeat
Likwit fleet is rollin' deep
Rollin' well with laser beams on they heat
If I get kidnapped, tied up, beaten and strapped
My kids'll still kick in the ransom to get me back
Chorus
Verse 3:
[Xzibit]
Never ever rat on your friends
We make moves like identical twins
I'm talkin' dirt, bitches and ends
All around the map to sett 'em choppin' Los Angeles
Took the route, I hold it down,
while other Niggas abandon us
The city of lost angels
We work the angles like a crime syndicate
?Flash Bentley on the benedict?
Screamin' Likwit, hit you automatic
We could benefit
You ain't are listed in the rage
You just an immigrant
But rhyme just together is tougher than leather
Niggas die for whatever
I clear the whole street
When I let my sweater
And let it rain with the baretta
Provoke insanity, when you talkin' with my family
Front line, first stream, Alkaholik r?gime
Carried away or get cut from the team
Me and my brothers stick together, cause that's all we got
And I'ma have my Niggas back till my caps pop
Chorus
Outro:
[Tash]
Uh, It's all love
It's all love
(?)
Now let me shout it out to;
all the Chicago homies
The Northern Ohio homies
Seattle, D.C, Virginia L,
I now y'all homies get it right
Tru Homies