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  • Текст песни Tha Alkaholiks - Coast 2 Coast

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    На этой странице находится текст песни Tha Alkaholiks - Coast 2 Coast, а также перевод песни и видео или клип.
    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, coast II coast
    Friday night is the night they like to party the most
    From city to city, coast II coast (all night y'all)
    Friday night is the night they like to party the most

    [Verse One: Tash]

    (From city to city, coast II coast)
    I make rappers see more stars than Space Ghost
    Cause my fiver I kick lyrics make em sound like (walkie talkies)
    So the poet cracks the Moet while they drink the Old Milwaukee
    Off the hook with (droppin visions) so the Leo of the trio
    (Without the sexy voice) scoops more hoes than Theo
    So I dedicate this rap to all my ghetto spokesmodels
    Dressin like y'all paid, redeemin Coke bottles
    So nod to the oddness as the story gets told
    While I burn these MC's like Rotisierrie Gold
    Cause you know the reputation of the L-I-K-Ses
    The crew that wets you with they beer until somebody undresses
    I bust my shit and peel! Grab my wheels of steel
    If y'all niggaz can't feel me than y'all niggaz ain't real
    I hit so hard the WBC
    Called to ask me could the champ come and train with me
    Cause my liquidatin flows transpose on niggaroles
    Individuals, close they eyes, cause I blurred they visuals
    And I'm about to be as large as Houdini in a minute
    (Now the party didn't start) Till the Liks walked in it

    [Chorus:]

    From city to city, coast II coast
    Friday night is the night they like to party the most
    All night y'all (city to city) all night y'all
    When the Liks is (coast II coast) in the house get hype y'all

    From city to city, coast II coast
    Friday night is the night they like to party the most
    All night y'all (city to city) all night y'all
    (from coast II coast) The Liks is in the house to make it right y'all

    [Verse Two: J-Ro]

    Yeah... check out my Ro-gram
    Since I was a kid I got darker
    I write rhymes so phat I need a marker
    My style gets bit like Peter Parker
    If imitation is the greatest form of flattery...
    ...punk don't flatter me
    I slam you like a pogue on my dog with no fleas and ticks
    Chicks love them light-skinned rap niggaz called the Liks
    Youse a wizard, with no tricks, the J-R-O got the spells
    You never even heard Rock the Bells
    My cash flows, like a bloody nose
    It stains all your clothes, and your pill-ows
    I come from the home of the Rodney King beatin
    Pacoma CA, Riff Rack is where I'm eatin
    Your style is like *do Do DOO* out of service
    The Liks walk in the jam the punk MC's be gettin nervous
    I never take falls, I got more balls than pre-hauls
    I flow without flaws to scrape all you sucka paws
    Never ever find the fool that stole my brew
    (I'ma do mean, terrible, nasty things to you)
    Don't lose me, I make a rude bwoy say excuse me
    If you choose the real shit you can't refuse me
    Ask your grandpap I bust the dandy rap
    I be posted in the bar like Andy Capp
    And I, could, just, go, all, the, way
    On Friday

    [Interlude:]

    Yo whassup baby!!!
    Yo wasn't that your nigga there performin?
    Nah nah that wasn't him
    Yo it was mad niggaz in that piece yo
    What? What was they mad about?
    ...Yo kid
    Kid?!! I'm old enough to be your uncle, heh
    Anyway, where the BUD at?
    Sorry we do not drink!
    What the hell you talkin bout we don't drink
    I mean the chronic
    Oh you wanna smoke a L or sumthin?
    An L? Fuck is that?
    Man, word
    Nathin
    Who the fuck is Nate, tell him
    It's Iesha, Farrah, and Kath true...

    [Chorus:]

    From city to city, coast II coast
    Friday night is the night they like to party the most
    And there's so many niggaz on the planet left to rock yo
    don't be surprised when we rappin on your block

    From city to city, coast II coast
    Friday night is the night they like to pa

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