Let It Rain

[Chorus] We O-W in the whole zone The Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain brother [Repeat: x 3] Xzibit do your thing You get permanently put on your ass, like Teddy Pendergrass Whenever you trespass on Alkaholik territory (Yeah, Yeah) More savage than any rapper on your roster I regulate, extortin on ya R&B label mate Xzibit rates the state Cross me or cause me, fuck jiggy and flossy I'm tryin to keep the government off me Dodgin hard time and house arrest Whatta you expect, findin' what ya never forget 'Cause you're sellin wolf tickets that your ass can't pay What I display, skill last found in Cassius Clay In this prime time, hustle for mine Used to nickel and dime Doin felony crime, but now I bust mine Instead of bustin' at enemies when the sun go down Me and my niggas with a fat one Smoke 'em all down to nothing Crushin rappers, bare Witness like Jehovah Swore we haven't been sober Since 21 and over [Chorus] King Tee do your thing When the Likwit hits my soul I get conceptions to make the microphones explode The drunk mode, sippin X-O from the straw King Tee broadcaster raw Optical intoxication, flood your video station Scramblin any playahation But some of these fools got tricks in they boxes So I blocks it, pull they whole set out the socket Tha Alkaholiks rock shit Any which way man I got shit The Alkaholik don, king from Babylon With some fatal shock shit In this district, I'm listed as the mystic majestic, I gets hectic What you expect, shit The Likwit comity Believe me loc, things will get shitty Ain't goin' look pretty Commin' from the likwidation squad Smoke weed, drink hard, my god [Chorus] We O-W in the whole zone Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain brother [Repeat: x 2] Let it rain J-Ro do your thing Fuck that East-West mess I'm gettin' rest last We make the crowd say "yes, yes" Faster than the SS Impala, you got beef than holla My crew sticks together like Richy and Dollar We got the boom-boom claats, shakey like Don Knots They bitin like a room full of pits and rots I got that old school soul Called take it back like repo And I got foes on my shelf like homes T-Paul I'm see-Bo, that's my homeboy Rico Posted up with three French bras at the need bowl I got dressed wit the speed of a cheetah, finished up my two liter Hopped in my 2-seater Sunshine, drivin' down fine Walk a 1 on 3.9 They playin oehh so fine Got 'em on the fifth floor Knocked at the door Xzibit's in the house and he brought three more "What the fuck is goin' on in here, What's happenin', Where we drinkin' at, These my homegirls right here, What y'all drinkin' right now, fuck that, All we got is Hennessy" We O-W in the whole zone Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain brother (2x) Let it rain Rico do your thing And up next, we got the Likwitest It's so drunk, it's ridiculous When Tash got the mic, I swing my shit like Jack Nicklaus I'm spinnin' this with niggas that slept on Likwidation 'Cause no matter where you go, They know the reputation CaTashtrofy I punk lyrics with spunk I'm like the renegade of funk That get that 'bumstick' krunk So if you watch your ship sunkin Fuck you with the drunken Than come a little closer Let me head you somethin I bomb with a wig blowin up your click Now take your pick, you can kiss my ass or suck my dick Cause this is how we comin' in 1998 The Alkaholiks, X, and King Tee the great "It's the Likwit Crew, King Tee, Mister X to the Z, Ah,ah, Alkaholiks, Likwit motherfucker came to tore the house down" [Chorus] We O-W in the whole zone Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain brother (2x) Let it rain Let it rain Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh Won't stop, Can't stop It's the L-I-K's What, Mister X to the Z What, Black John McClane Huh, Defari Herut on ya too King Tee, King Tipsy Huh, and the whole fuckin' click Yeah, realize you can't understand this shit right here Everybody get live, yeah Everybody get live, yeah Uhuh, uhuh, yeah Uhuh, uhuh, yeah Uhuh, uhuh, yeah Uhuh, uhuh Keep it, what, keep it movin' Let it reign nigga And we out