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Xzibit - Alkaholik Şarkı Sözleri
Xzibit
| Diskografisi | Şarkı Sözleri
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[x] c´mon [e] xzibit! [x] yeah.. [e] ahh, ahh, e-dub
[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
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[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!
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