- SIP品 (TH Ali開始 - the next level remix) 歌詞 FloFilz
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- Welcome to the next level
The L I K S, what makes them mother****ers so damn fresh
Welcome to the next level
Youse a nigga, everybody diss cuz you cant bust this
You got a bad name like Dick Butkis
Welcome to the next level of rhyme flowin
Scratchin, hookin up beats and hoe catchin
Every time I come home, I got fifty messages
I only call back the girls with big, big breasteses
Ooh, I got bitties in all the major cities
The safest way to have sex is right between her(Tittes)
I beeped this fillie from Philly, we was puffin on a Phillie
She started actin silly, so I popped her like a willie
Im like Cucamonga, Im way out
And you know I got the flow thatll never play out
I was raised in Cali just like a palm tree
I rock the mic from London to the Mohabi
Tash Diamond D and the Ro to the J
Amazing feats happen when we come out to play
Welcome to the next level
The L I K S
Welcome to the next level
The L I K S, what makes them mother****ers so damn fresh
Out the funk bag of tricks
Just for kicks, I represent with the Liks
So heres the vicks, Im hittin harder than a brick
Tricks get slick, and face the dick real quick
You better recognize, adjust your bifocals
Your style is local, I sit on beats in Acapulco
I put words together like Peter Jennings
And skate on mother****ers like Peggy Flemming
So woah to those who owe
From one, oh, four, five, six to nine, oh , two, one, oh
Im sippin onpina colada
Two blocks off La Cienega, at the Ramada
But hold up, Im not done yet
I get hard like the perm pimps wear on Sunset
So recognize when you feel it
DITC, you cant steal it, aight
The L I K S
Welcome to the next level
The L I K S
Welcome to the next level
The L I K S, what makes them mother****ers so damn fresh
For all my niggas in the places with blunts in they faces
Off the two turntables with the anvil cases
Its the L I Ks that blaze and amaze that
(Gots to roll deep)
In these crazy-ass days
Bu the Alkaholik rhymer, King Tee and Diamond D
Got the gats pointed at ya like were to round three
Cuz nineteen ninety-four is the year we overdo it
With the house party beats and flowin like fluid
Cuz aint nothin too but to do that shit and print it
But its all about the loot so every move is documented
And vented, by the man born for lyric kickin
Coolin out with your bitch eatin sweet and sour chicken
Exceeding Visa limits if the tabs on you
I get drunk and reminisce about the shit I used to do
We used ta, take out crews as a hobby after two in the lobby
Me, Mike D, and my beat box Robby
Sendin kids back to the lab for more practice
The only way theyd win, if we battled to see whos the wackiest
Ten years later, still a hip-hop slave
A prehistoric B-boy makin beats in my cave
The L I K S, what makes them mother****ers so damn fresh
Its the, liquid flows that we spillin on ya
Broadcastin live from Southern California, and we out
Welcome to the next level
The L I K S
Welcome to the next level
The L I K S
Welcome to the next level
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