Intro:
WhoRidas. Tha Alkaholiks (X8)
WhoRidas:
Fo-sho shots get dropped and popped just like a picklock
With the master keybut the master key be me
I assign chop from hotlike a cold on a stove
And commence to rolllike a tire
A real rider will ride yalike a stallion with a chair
Any buster be cherbin in the game that s embarrassin
And we came prepared because I m round hoe
On the down low
And I hit the block with a 50 brown drama metal calico
From the O to Mexicowe rip showsgotta let them know
How we flowwhen we get the doe and roll a little harder
So we smoke a hundered yarderBogardwho ridin Marvin?
No duckin and dodgin my niggas be ridin
But we be no gangstasstraight laced parlayers
You stick around and watch my money lay ya
And I know them hatersdon t want to see you excel
On the way to Bogelbut them busters always bumpin
They gun with a story to tellfresh off the press
Hittin hard like a tech on the target
Scratching "Just grab the mic? don t do it right."
J-Ro:
J-Ro rock the party till the needle start skippin
I m trippin like Pippenlong hour sippin
Uh? deep into books on my shelves
I like them sexy ladies that can do for they damn selves
What good is a beautiful damewith a Royals Royce frame
And a Volkswagen brain
My style be kind of oldlike gold
But it s the reason why I still moldC-notes in my bill fold
I like my brew real coldit s the Ro-gram you with me
Swift won t you hit meone timefo the troubles in these rhymes
Niggas do crimes and never make it past they primes
My flows are numerous like East Valley murders
Bustin shit off like talk is cheap like Rally s burgers
You know that cool niggeroriding on a metro
With the Cold 4-0I really don t like to permote guns
But I got onea pistol grip shot gun
My other one weighs a tonsonkidlocdogwhatever
Fuckin with the Likwit will get your head severed
WhoRidas get it poppin lik Buggalo shrimpwe got a perment job
At rappin we just attemptand I
Pimp the flow like Imp the Dimp
And I run around 40 s like my nigga Shawn Kempand I m out
Hook:
This is how it goes downcheck out he sound
Westcoast undergroundwho is the tightest?
The Liks and WhoRidas (X2)
WhoRidas:
Trust no onesmashwith my family do or die
When we ride on by cartelstreet gangs by bail makes mail
Won t stopI sellI need to proceed
I can t cross what a nigga need with greed
So I sit with Walleyand make my plan till dividens will end
With this lookmy grand one of a kind like a brick
To buy some shit once findand flip it twice
But don t put a thang on hold we roll
We stay on the roadI gtta make my fetti even if it s off the wall
Gotta stay on the ballmy gift to gabmake a lotta cash
Sit back in a lab and strike oil like an Arab
For sheezeI know my brown preezaoh Jesus
In my lifetime so many fans movin hand to hand
So many niggas ou there trying to be the man
Like Neon Deiongot jacked like peons
On the front line for the first time
Talking:
Heywhat s the big idea? Put that gun away Harry we have a deal.
It s never too late to improve your barganing position.
Tash:
And to whom it my concernit s Tash turn to burn
Bored as fuck with the mic I snatch that shit from Howard Stern
And host my own show
Cause Tash is bout it bout when it s crowded
I m here to rock y all niggas even though I m Guinestouted
So slide some oil to these stiff MC s
While I get into this style that bones like M 3 s
Cause I m here to clock cheesemy style is mega costly
Even Oakland niggas ay "Tash is hella saucy" (What!)
I stomp out the cop outno ties or split deciesions
The Hennessy is fuckin with my vision
But even half blindI still find a rhyme to blow your mind
That s why I walk around L.A. with more hoes than Ginuwine
So jump in the saddle if y all niggas wanna battle
Cause I roll shake and rattle till your whole crew skidattle
I m posted to be chosen as the one to keep it pumpin
That s why you lookin at me like "Tash is up to somethin ."
I am thoughI m peepin out the ladies on the wall
That keep they self together with draweres that match they bras
I feel em and I know them bitches feel me
Cause I go by the name of (Catashtophy!)
Hook (X2)
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