(feat. Tash, Xzibit)



[Redman]

"I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that

I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that"



[Xzibit]

>From now till forever it's the Likwit MC

X to the Z, you get Banned From TV

Fuckin wit me, Likwit niggas L-A-C

Captivate, visually stimulate the whole country (what you see?)

In God we trust, but don't trust us

I'm ready to bust some lead in disgust

My homie Tony Touch said "Relax, roll a dutch"

I'm on the grind like a clutch, bust ya, they never had this much

That'll take it to the streets, play the game never forfeit

This same time next year, we goin corporate

You can't force what don't fit

Your style is like a pistol wit no kick, you're weak and you don't hit

Bitches catch nuttin but dick, fuck the BS

Beat it to death, call Triple Seis, Triz from TS

Yeah, Hennesey For Everbody in my empire

Enemies get Kennedy-ed in my line of fire



[Tash]

Tash swings like Mark McGwire, X swings like Sammy Sosa

These guns up in my hoslter got me on the wanted poster

Runnin from the law, tryin to stay low-key

Old E and D&D lace the 50 MC

Then it's back to LAX, rough beats and concepts

They know they can't smoke me so they send me bomb threats

I'm rough like sex wit my ex

Tash beat the pussy up for old times sake, and then he just

Dash to cassettes, I hold the vinyl title

Xzibit holds it down wit the rifle

I'm runnin wit the trifle, LA tell these thugs

That New York City don't need no Bloods (why?)

Cuz next comes the Crips, that's when the city flips

Niggas dyin over colors when it's all about the chips

So read it off the lips of the Alki bum-rusher

I'll fuck you up so bad Tony wouldn't wanna Touch ya