Intro:
 [Tash]
 Likwit Crew baby
 We bout to take this one ghetto, ghetto
 Universal universe
 The solar system, the solar system
 This is goin' out to
 The Detroit homies
 The Cleveland homies
 The Sacramento homies
 The Oakland homies
 The Florida homies
 The Atlanta homies
 New York homies
 Jersey homies
 Texas homies
 Arkansas homies
 World wide

 Verse 1:
 [Tash]
 I got a lot off friends
 But how many Tru Homies
 The kinda if I go to jail,
 they on they way for me
 The kinda if I go to jail,
 they on they way for me
 Don't get around no trick
 And try to act if you don't know me
 Homie, this is likwit family,
 we all in together
 If that bitch will eat a pussy
 Tell that bitch she was your brother
 You share and share a light,
 that's how we do with one and other
 You just met that bitch tonight
 And now you actin' like you love her
 Fuck you, you a whore
 I gotta keep it real
 I shook a Nigga quick,
 end up with J and Phil
 J is from the backtown
 Phil is from the ville
 These my diamond motherfuckers
 And my Niggas shoot to kill
 Even if we clock a meal
 So money ain't the issue
 If you in some bullshit
 I'm in that shit with you
 Can't let no bullets hit you
 If you die I won't forget you
 Likwit takin' over 99 it's official
 We hit you were it hurt,
 until your mind don't work
 Run 'em over on my turf
 Drives a Nigga berserk
 So their ain't no way about to Walhalla
 And you surround her
 All I gotta do is lie to somebody,
 and getting pounded
 We run triple foul
 Killa-Cal with the style
 (?), bow wow, right now
 Cause this is how we do it
 If you know me, homie show me
 I am my brothers keeper,
 that's what my daddy told me

 Chorus:
 [Xzibit]
 We're about 45 deep, where we all go to
 The uncontainable, ungradible Likwit crew
 We only roll with a chosen few, true homeboys
 Only separate the real Niggas from the decoys
 Killafornia B-Boys, I got ya back automatically
 They wanna get through you, they gotta go through me
 About 45 deep, where we all go to
 The uncontainable, ungradible Likwit crew

 Verse 2:
 [Phil Da Agony of Barbershop MC's]
 Phil Da Ag, Xzibit and Tash, the true homies
 The bottom set it off,
 my Likwit crew will set it for me
 The type that always got the itchy fingers on the triggers
 Yo my Niggas go ahead, Tash (?)
 X shown in for all of my best friends
 The cash that I was walkin' turned me hop into the Benz
 My friends say when I die,
 they carry me before they bury me
 ?My friends, that be fuckin the French women that marry's me?
 My (?) who give a fuck if I stopped breathin'
 Better relax Nigga and start bleedin', y'all my (?)
 I could pass out, black out or be out on the concrete
 The urgency technique,
 you have learned to see at the street
 Phil the Agony on defeat
 Likwit fleet is rollin' deep
 Rollin' well with laser beams on they heat
 If I get kidnapped, tied up, beaten and strapped
 My kids'll still kick in the ransom to get me back

 Chorus

 Verse 3:
 [Xzibit]
 Never ever rat on your friends
 We make moves like identical twins
 I'm talkin' dirt, bitches and ends
 All around the map to sett 'em choppin' Los Angeles
 Took the route, I hold it down,
 while other Niggas abandon us
 The city of lost angels
 We work the angles like a crime syndicate
 ?Flash Bentley on the benedict?
 Screamin' Likwit, hit you automatic
 We could benefit
 You ain't are listed in the rage
 You just an immigrant
 But rhyme just together is tougher than leather
 Niggas die for whatever
 I clear the whole street
 When I let my sweater
 And let it rain with the baretta
 Provoke insanity, when you talkin' with my family
 Front line, first stream, Alkaholik r?gime
 Carried away or get cut from the team
 Me and my brothers stick together, cause that's all we got
 And I'ma have my Niggas back till my caps pop

 Chorus

 Outro:
 [Tash]
 Uh, It's all love
 It's all love
 (?)
 Now let me shout it out to;
 all the Chicago homies
 The Northern Ohio homies
 Seattle, D.C, Virginia L,
 I now y'all homies get it right
 Tru Homies