Pass Out Lyrics
| Song | Pass Out |
| Artist | Tha Alkaholiks |
| Album | Likwidation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [j-ro] ahh! y'all niggaz finally came back with the beers! | |
| [tash] we're the alkaholiks in the house! | |
| [j-ro] slow ass niggaz! | |
| [tash] hey let's pass out some of this brew james | |
| [j-ro] better have some 40's and tall cans and shit | |
| [tash] james let's pass some of this brew out, check it out, yo | |
| [tash] one for you [j-ro] one for you | |
| [tash] one for you [j-ro] one for you | |
| [tash] a few for your crew [j-ro] and this one's for you | |
| [tash] one for you [j-ro] but this here is my brew | |
| [j-ro] | |
| It's the beer drinkin, breath stinkin sniffin money | |
| I throw my hands up and say, "it's good" like gene tunny | |
| C'mere pull my finger, so i can let the funk flow | |
| E-swift the funk bro, beats to make the trunk roll | |
| [tash] | |
| Welcome to the house the one-times can't raid | |
| Where i grab the mic trippin like my weed was sprayed | |
| So to try to take what's mine you better be the smoothest criminality | |
| Cause i'm deadly to the point i had to warn the surgeon general | |
| [j-ro] | |
| So let the women know, they call captain slave-a-hoe | |
| Or j to the ro, from tha likwit crew beer roll | |
| And speakin of crews, yo whose next to lose | |
| Instead of five mics, i'd rather have five brews | |
| [tash] | |
| And if y'all niggaz peeped the news you saw the weatherman predictin | |
| The rain was on the way because you know who brings tha likwit | |
| The nigga risked it, rap exquisite down for housing | |
| Cause i'm tryin to keep it pumpin til the year two thousand | |
| [j-ro] | |
| And fourteen, we'll still be holdin down the scene | |
| Comin fresh everytime like peas from jolly green | |
| Everytime we rock a show we send the crowd to detoxes | |
| Tha liks bring the flicks that kicks like six oxes | |
| [tash] | |
| And i be rockin niggaz boxers like i'm dj "run" | |
| So men and women rush my music like it's ck one | |
| So of course i got it locked even my wackest two bitches | |
| Look flyer than the heinas and the lowrider bitches | |
| [j-ro] | |
| And we left you all in stitches now we back like early morn | |
| We comin back out on that shit like creamed corn | |
| With that likwit funk, won't stop until you say uhh | |
| I save a brew for you, fool, only when i'm drunk | |
| [tash] | |
| So what you sayin punk, even with a shipment of equipment | |
| You still couldn't rock it cause you don't be comin different | |
| So that bruisin you was cruisin for has just arrived | |
| With the olde english crack just to make it live | |
| [tash] one for you [j-ro] one for you | |
| [tash] one for you [j-ro] one for you | |
| [tash] a few for your crew [j-ro] this one's for you | |
| [tash] damn we runnin out of brew [j-ro] now what we gonna do? | |
| [both] three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| Round the outside, round the outside | |
| [both] three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| (so dosey do your partner!) | |
| [j-ro] | |
| Can you feel it? yeah | |
| If you didn't have it would you steal it? hell yeah | |
| Well it's yours! | |
| My rap skills are black like burnt hills | |
| On the reals, i make the coldest nigga catch the chills | |
| Like the buffalo bills, you had your chances (that's right) | |
| Pack your pots and pans, and fly your ass back to kansas | |
| I should diss you, wack rhymes are the issue | |
| I come up with hooks that'll pull out your tissue | |
| Like tito, white kids think i'm neato | |
| I chop mc's up and throw em in my burrito | |
| What? never interrupt me when i'm speakin | |
| Just sit your ass down and say, "weallll" like a deacon | |
| Fuck the trendy clothes i want the bankrolls | |
| Your style is funny like hoes with big butts and skinny ankles | |
| [tash] | |
| And havin shoes or where their coats is, right under our noses | |
| Cause tash brings the chronic, so fuck a dozen roses | |
| Talk they feet out sweep em from the second that i peep em | |
| Cause the women look so good i wanna take em home and keep em | |
| Freak em, but only with my jimmy well protected | |
| Cause i know you want it raw but i can't give it to ya naked | |
| So chill for a second while i wreck it on the audi | |
| Cause i kick that kinda shit that leaves y'all bitches brains cloudy | |
| Now we, come to the payoff because i'm way off | |
| I fuck parties up like ferris bueller on his day off | |
| So peep how i creep and how deep i dive | |
| With the olde english crack just to make it live | |
| [tash] one for you [j-ro] one for you | |
| [tash] one for you [j-ro] one for you | |
| [tash] one for you [j-ro] and this one's for you | |
| [tash] damn we out of fuckin brew [j-ro] then fuck it, then we through | |
| [both] three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| Round the outside, round the outside | |
| [both] three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| ... once again | |
| [both] three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| Round the outside, round the outside | |
| [both] three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| ... and we gonna fuck it up; motherfuckers | |
| [tash] | |
| Yeah that's right, go keep all your hoes motherfuckers | |
| It's 1996, likwit crew, alkaholiks, king tee | |
| Xzibit, phil da agony, defari | |
| Uhh, a.k.a. the forty downers | |
| What y'all know about this? | |
| West coast hip-hop at it's motherfuckin finest | |
| (uhh, phil da ag in the house) | |
| Forty to da head in the house | |
| (x to the z in the house) | |
| E-swift on the beat | |
| (and barber shop in the house) | |
| Need i say more? | |
| (west coast, east coast) | |
| Hell no! | |
| (all over the world, and we out) |
| jro ahh! y' all niggaz finally came back with the beers! | |
| tash we' re the alkaholiks in the house! | |
| jro slow ass niggaz! | |
| tash hey let' s pass out some of this brew james | |
| jro better have some 40' s and tall cans and shit | |
| tash james let' s pass some of this brew out, check it out, yo | |
| tash one for you jro one for you | |
| tash one for you jro one for you | |
| tash a few for your crew jro and this one' s for you | |
| tash one for you jro but this here is my brew | |
| jro | |
| It' s the beer drinkin, breath stinkin sniffin money | |
| I throw my hands up and say, " it' s good" like gene tunny | |
| C' mere pull my finger, so i can let the funk flow | |
| Eswift the funk bro, beats to make the trunk roll | |
| tash | |
| Welcome to the house the onetimes can' t raid | |
| Where i grab the mic trippin like my weed was sprayed | |
| So to try to take what' s mine you better be the smoothest criminality | |
| Cause i' m deadly to the point i had to warn the surgeon general | |
| jro | |
| So let the women know, they call captain slaveahoe | |
| Or j to the ro, from tha likwit crew beer roll | |
| And speakin of crews, yo whose next to lose | |
| Instead of five mics, i' d rather have five brews | |
| tash | |
| And if y' all niggaz peeped the news you saw the weatherman predictin | |
| The rain was on the way because you know who brings tha likwit | |
| The nigga risked it, rap exquisite down for housing | |
| Cause i' m tryin to keep it pumpin til the year two thousand | |
| jro | |
| And fourteen, we' ll still be holdin down the scene | |
| Comin fresh everytime like peas from jolly green | |
| Everytime we rock a show we send the crowd to detoxes | |
| Tha liks bring the flicks that kicks like six oxes | |
| tash | |
| And i be rockin niggaz boxers like i' m dj " run" | |
| So men and women rush my music like it' s ck one | |
| So of course i got it locked even my wackest two bitches | |
| Look flyer than the heinas and the lowrider bitches | |
| jro | |
| And we left you all in stitches now we back like early morn | |
| We comin back out on that shit like creamed corn | |
| With that likwit funk, won' t stop until you say uhh | |
| I save a brew for you, fool, only when i' m drunk | |
| tash | |
| So what you sayin punk, even with a shipment of equipment | |
| You still couldn' t rock it cause you don' t be comin different | |
| So that bruisin you was cruisin for has just arrived | |
| With the olde english crack just to make it live | |
| tash one for you jro one for you | |
| tash one for you jro one for you | |
| tash a few for your crew jro this one' s for you | |
| tash damn we runnin out of brew jro now what we gonna do? | |
| both three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| Round the outside, round the outside | |
| both three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| so dosey do your partner! | |
| jro | |
| Can you feel it? yeah | |
| If you didn' t have it would you steal it? hell yeah | |
| Well it' s yours! | |
| My rap skills are black like burnt hills | |
| On the reals, i make the coldest nigga catch the chills | |
| Like the buffalo bills, you had your chances that' s right | |
| Pack your pots and pans, and fly your ass back to kansas | |
| I should diss you, wack rhymes are the issue | |
| I come up with hooks that' ll pull out your tissue | |
| Like tito, white kids think i' m neato | |
| I chop mc' s up and throw em in my burrito | |
| What? never interrupt me when i' m speakin | |
| Just sit your ass down and say, " weallll" like a deacon | |
| Fuck the trendy clothes i want the bankrolls | |
| Your style is funny like hoes with big butts and skinny ankles | |
| tash | |
| And havin shoes or where their coats is, right under our noses | |
| Cause tash brings the chronic, so fuck a dozen roses | |
| Talk they feet out sweep em from the second that i peep em | |
| Cause the women look so good i wanna take em home and keep em | |
| Freak em, but only with my jimmy well protected | |
| Cause i know you want it raw but i can' t give it to ya naked | |
| So chill for a second while i wreck it on the audi | |
| Cause i kick that kinda shit that leaves y' all bitches brains cloudy | |
| Now we, come to the payoff because i' m way off | |
| I fuck parties up like ferris bueller on his day off | |
| So peep how i creep and how deep i dive | |
| With the olde english crack just to make it live | |
| tash one for you jro one for you | |
| tash one for you jro one for you | |
| tash one for you jro and this one' s for you | |
| tash damn we out of fuckin brew jro then fuck it, then we through | |
| both three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| Round the outside, round the outside | |
| both three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| ... once again | |
| both three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| Round the outside, round the outside | |
| both three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| ... and we gonna fuck it up motherfuckers | |
| tash | |
| Yeah that' s right, go keep all your hoes motherfuckers | |
| It' s 1996, likwit crew, alkaholiks, king tee | |
| Xzibit, phil da agony, defari | |
| Uhh, a. k. a. the forty downers | |
| What y' all know about this? | |
| West coast hiphop at it' s motherfuckin finest | |
| uhh, phil da ag in the house | |
| Forty to da head in the house | |
| x to the z in the house | |
| Eswift on the beat | |
| and barber shop in the house | |
| Need i say more? | |
| west coast, east coast | |
| Hell no! | |
| all over the world, and we out |
| jro ahh! y' all niggaz finally came back with the beers! | |
| tash we' re the alkaholiks in the house! | |
| jro slow ass niggaz! | |
| tash hey let' s pass out some of this brew james | |
| jro better have some 40' s and tall cans and shit | |
| tash james let' s pass some of this brew out, check it out, yo | |
| tash one for you jro one for you | |
| tash one for you jro one for you | |
| tash a few for your crew jro and this one' s for you | |
| tash one for you jro but this here is my brew | |
| jro | |
| It' s the beer drinkin, breath stinkin sniffin money | |
| I throw my hands up and say, " it' s good" like gene tunny | |
| C' mere pull my finger, so i can let the funk flow | |
| Eswift the funk bro, beats to make the trunk roll | |
| tash | |
| Welcome to the house the onetimes can' t raid | |
| Where i grab the mic trippin like my weed was sprayed | |
| So to try to take what' s mine you better be the smoothest criminality | |
| Cause i' m deadly to the point i had to warn the surgeon general | |
| jro | |
| So let the women know, they call captain slaveahoe | |
| Or j to the ro, from tha likwit crew beer roll | |
| And speakin of crews, yo whose next to lose | |
| Instead of five mics, i' d rather have five brews | |
| tash | |
| And if y' all niggaz peeped the news you saw the weatherman predictin | |
| The rain was on the way because you know who brings tha likwit | |
| The nigga risked it, rap exquisite down for housing | |
| Cause i' m tryin to keep it pumpin til the year two thousand | |
| jro | |
| And fourteen, we' ll still be holdin down the scene | |
| Comin fresh everytime like peas from jolly green | |
| Everytime we rock a show we send the crowd to detoxes | |
| Tha liks bring the flicks that kicks like six oxes | |
| tash | |
| And i be rockin niggaz boxers like i' m dj " run" | |
| So men and women rush my music like it' s ck one | |
| So of course i got it locked even my wackest two bitches | |
| Look flyer than the heinas and the lowrider bitches | |
| jro | |
| And we left you all in stitches now we back like early morn | |
| We comin back out on that shit like creamed corn | |
| With that likwit funk, won' t stop until you say uhh | |
| I save a brew for you, fool, only when i' m drunk | |
| tash | |
| So what you sayin punk, even with a shipment of equipment | |
| You still couldn' t rock it cause you don' t be comin different | |
| So that bruisin you was cruisin for has just arrived | |
| With the olde english crack just to make it live | |
| tash one for you jro one for you | |
| tash one for you jro one for you | |
| tash a few for your crew jro this one' s for you | |
| tash damn we runnin out of brew jro now what we gonna do? | |
| both three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| Round the outside, round the outside | |
| both three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| so dosey do your partner! | |
| jro | |
| Can you feel it? yeah | |
| If you didn' t have it would you steal it? hell yeah | |
| Well it' s yours! | |
| My rap skills are black like burnt hills | |
| On the reals, i make the coldest nigga catch the chills | |
| Like the buffalo bills, you had your chances that' s right | |
| Pack your pots and pans, and fly your ass back to kansas | |
| I should diss you, wack rhymes are the issue | |
| I come up with hooks that' ll pull out your tissue | |
| Like tito, white kids think i' m neato | |
| I chop mc' s up and throw em in my burrito | |
| What? never interrupt me when i' m speakin | |
| Just sit your ass down and say, " weallll" like a deacon | |
| Fuck the trendy clothes i want the bankrolls | |
| Your style is funny like hoes with big butts and skinny ankles | |
| tash | |
| And havin shoes or where their coats is, right under our noses | |
| Cause tash brings the chronic, so fuck a dozen roses | |
| Talk they feet out sweep em from the second that i peep em | |
| Cause the women look so good i wanna take em home and keep em | |
| Freak em, but only with my jimmy well protected | |
| Cause i know you want it raw but i can' t give it to ya naked | |
| So chill for a second while i wreck it on the audi | |
| Cause i kick that kinda shit that leaves y' all bitches brains cloudy | |
| Now we, come to the payoff because i' m way off | |
| I fuck parties up like ferris bueller on his day off | |
| So peep how i creep and how deep i dive | |
| With the olde english crack just to make it live | |
| tash one for you jro one for you | |
| tash one for you jro one for you | |
| tash one for you jro and this one' s for you | |
| tash damn we out of fuckin brew jro then fuck it, then we through | |
| both three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| Round the outside, round the outside | |
| both three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| ... once again | |
| both three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| Round the outside, round the outside | |
| both three drunk motherfuckers goin round the outside | |
| ... and we gonna fuck it up motherfuckers | |
| tash | |
| Yeah that' s right, go keep all your hoes motherfuckers | |
| It' s 1996, likwit crew, alkaholiks, king tee | |
| Xzibit, phil da agony, defari | |
| Uhh, a. k. a. the forty downers | |
| What y' all know about this? | |
| West coast hiphop at it' s motherfuckin finest | |
| uhh, phil da ag in the house | |
| Forty to da head in the house | |
| x to the z in the house | |
| Eswift on the beat | |
| and barber shop in the house | |
| Need i say more? | |
| west coast, east coast | |
| Hell no! | |
| all over the world, and we out |
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