paroles de chanson The Bubble - Tha Alkaholiks feat. King Tee
Nigga
quit
playin
with
the
god
damn
drum
machine
Motherfucker
(ha)
yo
Wherever
my
crew
go,
same
old
scenario
Takin
over
every
show,
rockin
on
the
radio-ohhhhhhhh
Oh,
oh-oh,
oh-oh,
oh,
oh-oh,
oh-oh,
oh,
oh-oh,
oh
Wherever
my
crew
go,
same
old
scenario
Takin
over
every
show,
rockin
on
the
radio-ohhhhhhhh
Oh,
oh-oh,
oh-oh,
oh,
oh-oh,
oh-oh,
oh,
oh-oh,
oh
It's
Tha
Liks
you
know
our
repertoire,
we
party
y'all
We
treat
every
day
like
it's
fuckin
Mardi
Gras
(y'know)
Y'all
done
started
somethin
you
just
can't
finish
Ten
years
deep
in
this
game
called
rap
business
We
takin
hip-hop
back,
it's
gettin
unbearable
Y'all
done
disrespected
the
game
somethin
terrible
My
Likwid
Crew
shower
you,
with
rhymes
that's
incomparable
Beats
so
ridiculous
it
just
ain't
fair
to
you
We
act
stupid
off
the
tonic
and
whiskey
Smoke
so
much
weed
you
might
think
I'm
a
hippie
In
the
club
drunk
with
my
nigga
King
Tipsy
Lookin
for
some
hoes
that
we
can
toss
like
Frisbees
Bail
through
the
club
belligerent
like,
'Bitch
Please'
(damn)
Tab
at
the
bar
is
already
like
six
G's
Everywhere
we
go,
I
roll
with
the
same
old
gang
Doin
the
same
old
thang,
again
and
again
Wherever
my
crew
go,
same
old
scenario
Takin
over
every
show,
rockin
on
the
radio-ohhhhhhhh
Oh,
oh-oh,
oh-oh,
oh,
oh-oh,
oh-oh,
oh,
oh-oh,
oh
Niggaz
know
(y'all
niggaz
know)
On
your
marks
get
wet,
three
vets
is
on
the
set
It's
nine
years
in
the
game
and
we
ain't
lost
a
step
yet
We
still
in
full
effect
with
drunk
rhymes
that
make
the
world
spin
(While
you
starin
at
me
nigga)
Nigga,
I'm
starin
at
your
girlfriend
Women
see
us
out
and
think
my
click
is
too
obnoxious
Cause
we
bail
around
the
party
like
we
off
a
couple
notches
We
off
a
couple
vodkas,
home
girl,
we
Likwid
niggaz
Take
the
time
to
get
to
blow
us,
tell
yo'
friends
come
kick
it
with
us
Ha
ha,
all
jokes
aside,
we
slide
slippers
Money
fallin
out
my
pocket
like
I
robbed
nine
strippers
Tash
is,
'Animal
House'
like
Jon
Belushi
I'll
be
drinkin
all
the
sake
while
you
eatin
all
the
sushi
(damn)
(What
up
nigga?)
It's
still
the
same
situation
Tha
Liks
be
gettin
head
from
the
same
bitch
you
datin
Ratin
us
a
9'll
be
a
waste
of
your
time
We
tens
with
big
ends
so
let
the
games
begin
(y'know)
Wherever
my
crew
go,
same
old
scenario
Takin
over
every
show,
rockin
on
the
radio-ohhhhhhhh
Oh,
oh-oh,
oh-oh,
oh,
oh-oh,
oh-oh,
oh,
oh-oh,
oh
Niggaz
know
y'all
niggaz
know
Niggaz
know
y'all
niggaz
know
Yeah,
yeah
Imperialistic
without
doubt,
the
King'll
blast
your
character
out
So
stop
playin
with
it,
you
fadin
in
it
I
stay
with
it,
let
me
present
the
crown
sound
Constricted
with
the
Likwid,
the
ticket
round
town
The
wicked
wild
sound
unleashed
out
the
cage
Plus
the
Alcoholics
got
the
bar
on
stage
Get
pissy,
Tipsy
got
a
baggy
full
of
cavi
J-Ro
put
D's
on
the
Mavi'
Swift
got
TV's
in
the
Caddy
Tash
kept
it
all
factory
The
Likwid
far
from
tacky
Even
if
I
step
in
the
Sky
Bar,
K-Swiss
and
hard
khakis
Y'all
niggaz
better
be
happy,
let
me
bubble
Wherever
my
crew
go,
same
old
scenario
Takin
over
every
show,
rockin
on
the
radio-ohhhhhhhh
Oh,
oh-oh,
oh-oh,
oh,
oh-oh,
oh-oh,
oh,
oh-oh,
oh
Niggaz
know
niggaz
know,
y'all
niggaz
know
Niggaz
know
y'all
niggaz
know
Wherever
my
crew
go,
same
old
scenario
Album
X.O. Experience
1 Bar Code
2 L-I-K-S
3 Bully Foot Skit
4 Bully Foot
5 My Dear
6 Interlude
7 DA DA DA DA
8 40 Oz. Quartet, Part 1
9 Sickness
10 Goin' Crazy
11 40 Oz. Quartet, Part 2
12 Anotha Round
13 Yo Mouth Skit
14 The Bubble
15 151
16 Promote Violins
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