[{"id":7130890,"name":"Aww Shit!","trackName":"Aww Shit!","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"HIP HOP WEST COAST","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Tash\n\nNow when you see me gettin drunk it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\nSorry niggaz go to hell\nThere goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n\nOne: Tash\n\nNow my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\nAnd twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\nJust to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n(Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\nThe L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\nWhere I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\nCause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\nThat'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\nBut still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\nI'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\nCause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\nSo never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\nCause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\nI swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\nCause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\nGrab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n\nTash\n\nOff that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\nThat's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n\nTwo: J-Ro, Tash\n\nI've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\nMe and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\nI wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\nSwift could you turn up the big drum beater\nBut still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\nTonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\nEverybody turn to your nigga on the right\nGive him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n\nAnd eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\nWith styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\nCause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\nThat's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\nThe number one for funner two tonner with the talents\nThat the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\nOf the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\nMy distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n\nYo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\nMy girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\nWhen your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\nEverytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n\nThree: J-Ro\n\nYo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\nAnd all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\nPeace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\nMaster P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\nJayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\nPeace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\nOh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\nOnly When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\nMy style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\nI probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\nDefyin all, gravitational laws\nLyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\nWhassup with that there nigga put it in the air\nDon't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\nIt's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\nAnd I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n\nXzibit\n\nNew year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\nIf you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\nIf you ever try to fuck with mine \"aww shit!\"\n\nWhen we bounce through your city it's \"aww shit!\"\nWhen my face is lookin serious \"aww shit!\"\nTwo dimes but yours look hideous \"aww shit!\"\nYeah, and when we drop it on you idiots \"aww shit!\"\n\nYeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's\nIt's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours\nAnd we out","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.26] Tash\n[00:15.30] Now when you see me gettin drunk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[00:18.07] When you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[00:20.73] When I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[00:23.40] Sorry niggaz go to hell\n[00:24.37] There goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n[00:27.05] One: Tash\n[00:27.92] Now my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\n[00:28.80] And twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\n[00:30.65] Just to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n[00:33.31] (Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\n[00:36.07] The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\n[00:38.71] Where I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\n[00:41.46] Cause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\n[00:43.38] That'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\n[00:46.09] But still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\n[00:48.77] I'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\n[00:51.40] Cause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\n[00:54.13] So never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\n[00:56.81] Cause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\n[00:59.51] I swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\n[01:01.38] Cause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\n[01:04.00] Grab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n[01:07.65] Tash\n[01:08.55] Off that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[01:09.46] When a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[01:11.25] When we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[01:13.98] That's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n[01:16.62] Two: J-Ro, Tash\n[01:17.52] I've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\n[01:20.23] Me and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\n[01:22.08] I wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\n[01:24.83] Swift could you turn up the big drum beater\n[01:27.50] But still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\n[01:30.22] Tonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\n[01:32.93] Everybody turn to your nigga on the right\n[01:35.68] Give him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n[01:37.47] And eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\n[01:40.15] With styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\n[01:42.89] Cause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\n[01:44.63] That's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\n[01:48.27] The number one for funner two tonner with the talents\n[01:50.06] That the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\n[01:52.75] Of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\n[01:55.43] My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n[01:58.15] Yo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:00.94] When you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:02.70] When you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:05.46] When you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:08.17] When the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:10.81] My girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\n[02:13.58] When your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:15.35] Everytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:18.91] Three: J-Ro\n[02:19.83] Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\n[02:21.62] And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\n[02:25.27] Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\n[02:26.19] Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\n[02:28.89] Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\n[02:31.59] Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\n[02:34.22] Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\n[02:36.94] Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\n[02:39.68] My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\n[02:41.45] I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\n[02:44.24] Defyin all, gravitational laws\n[02:46.90] Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\n[02:49.69] Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air\n[02:52.32] Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\n[02:55.08] It's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\n[02:57.75] And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n[03:00.42] Xzibit\n[03:01.31] New year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\n[03:03.12] When you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\n[03:04.99] If you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\n[03:07.67] If you ever try to fuck with mine \"aww shit!\"\n[03:09.45] When we bounce through your city it's \"aww shit!\"\n[03:12.14] When my face is lookin serious \"aww shit!\"\n[03:14.81] Two dimes but yours look hideous \"aww shit!\"\n[03:17.55] Yeah, and when we drop it on you idiots \"aww shit!\"\n[03:20.30] Yeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's\n[03:26.68] It's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours\n[03:31.16] And we out\n[03:32.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Aww Shit!\n  artist: Tha Alkaholiks\n  album: HIP HOP WEST COAST\n  duration_ms: 233000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Tash\n  start_ms: 6260\n  end_ms: 15300\n- text: Now when you see me gettin drunk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 15300\n  end_ms: 18070\n- text: When you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 18070\n  end_ms: 20730\n- text: When I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 20730\n  end_ms: 23400\n- text: Sorry niggaz go to hell\n  start_ms: 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When you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  Sorry niggaz go to hell\n  There goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n\n  One: Tash\n\n  Now my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\n  And twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\n  Just to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n  (Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\n  The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\n  Where I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\n  Cause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\n  That'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\n  But still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\n  I'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\n  Cause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\n  So never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\n  Cause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\n  I swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\n  Cause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\n  Grab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n\n  Tash\n\n  Off that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  That's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n\n  Two: J-Ro, Tash\n\n  I've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\n  Me and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\n  I wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\n  Swift could you turn up the big drum beater\n  But still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\n  Tonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\n  Everybody turn to your nigga on the right\n  Give him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n\n  And eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\n  With styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\n  Cause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\n  That's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\n  The number one for funner two tonner with the talents\n  That the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\n  Of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\n  My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n\n  Yo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  My girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\n  When your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  Everytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n\n  Three: J-Ro\n\n  Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\n  And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\n  Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\n  Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\n  Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\n  Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\n  Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\n  Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\n  My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\n  I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\n  Defyin all, gravitational laws\n  Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\n  Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air\n  Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\n  It's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\n  And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n\n  Xzibit\n\n  New year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\n  When you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\n  If you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\n  If you ever try to fuck with mine \"aww shit!\"\n\n  When we bounce through your city it's \"aww shit!\"\n  When my face is lookin serious \"aww shit!\"\n  Two dimes but yours look hideous \"aww shit!\"\n  Yeah, and when we drop it on you idiots \"aww shit!\"\n\n  Yeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's\n  It's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours\n  And we out\n"},{"id":1129558,"name":"Aww Shit!","trackName":"Aww Shit!","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"Likwidation","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Tash\n\nNow when you see me gettin drunk it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\nSorry niggaz go to hell\nThere goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n\nOne: Tash\n\nNow my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\nAnd twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\nJust to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n(Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\nThe L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\nWhere I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\nCause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\nThat'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\nBut still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\nI'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\nCause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\nSo never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\nCause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\nI swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\nCause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\nGrab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n\nTash\n\nOff that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\nThat's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n\nTwo: J-Ro, Tash\n\nI've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\nMe and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\nI wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\nSwift could you turn up the big drum beater\nBut still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\nTonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\nEverybody turn to your nigga on the right\nGive him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n\nAnd eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\nWith styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\nCause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\nThat's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\nThe number one for funner two tonner with the talents\nThat the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\nOf the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\nMy distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n\nYo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\nMy girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\nWhen your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\nEverytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n\nThree: J-Ro\n\nYo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\nAnd all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\nPeace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\nMaster P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\nJayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\nPeace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\nOh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\nOnly When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\nMy style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\nI probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\nDefyin all, gravitational laws\nLyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\nWhassup with that there nigga put it in the air\nDon't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\nIt's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\nAnd I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n\nXzibit\n\nNew year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\nIf you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\nIf you ever try to fuck with mine \"aww shit!\"\n\nWhen we bounce through your city it's \"aww shit!\"\nWhen my face is lookin serious \"aww shit!\"\nTwo dimes but yours look hideous \"aww shit!\"\nYeah, and when we drop it on you idiots \"aww shit!\"\n\nYeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's\nIt's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours\nAnd we out","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.26] Tash\n[00:15.30] Now when you see me gettin drunk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[00:18.07] When you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[00:20.73] When I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[00:23.40] Sorry niggaz go to hell\n[00:24.37] There goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n[00:27.05] One: Tash\n[00:27.92] Now my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\n[00:28.80] And twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\n[00:30.65] Just to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n[00:33.31] (Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\n[00:36.07] The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\n[00:38.71] Where I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\n[00:41.46] Cause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\n[00:43.38] That'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\n[00:46.09] But still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\n[00:48.77] I'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\n[00:51.40] Cause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\n[00:54.13] So never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\n[00:56.81] Cause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\n[00:59.51] I swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\n[01:01.38] Cause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\n[01:04.00] Grab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n[01:07.65] Tash\n[01:08.55] Off that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[01:09.46] When a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[01:11.25] When we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[01:13.98] That's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n[01:16.62] Two: J-Ro, Tash\n[01:17.52] I've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\n[01:20.23] Me and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\n[01:22.08] I wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\n[01:24.83] Swift could you turn up the big drum beater\n[01:27.50] But still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\n[01:30.22] Tonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\n[01:32.93] Everybody turn to your nigga on the right\n[01:35.68] Give him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n[01:37.47] And eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\n[01:40.15] With styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\n[01:42.89] Cause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\n[01:44.63] That's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\n[01:48.27] The number one for funner two tonner with the talents\n[01:50.06] That the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\n[01:52.75] Of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\n[01:55.43] My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n[01:58.15] Yo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:00.94] When you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:02.70] When you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:05.46] When you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:08.17] When the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:10.81] My girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\n[02:13.58] When your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:15.35] Everytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:18.91] Three: J-Ro\n[02:19.83] Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\n[02:21.62] And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\n[02:25.27] Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\n[02:26.19] Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\n[02:28.89] Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\n[02:31.59] Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\n[02:34.22] Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\n[02:36.94] Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\n[02:39.68] My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\n[02:41.45] I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\n[02:44.24] Defyin all, gravitational laws\n[02:46.90] Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\n[02:49.69] Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air\n[02:52.32] Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\n[02:55.08] It's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\n[02:57.75] And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n[03:00.42] Xzibit\n[03:01.31] New year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\n[03:03.12] When you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\n[03:04.99] If you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\n[03:07.67] If you ever try to fuck with mine 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When you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  Sorry niggaz go to hell\n  There goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n\n  One: Tash\n\n  Now my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\n  And twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\n  Just to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n  (Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\n  The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\n  Where I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\n  Cause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\n  That'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\n  But still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\n  I'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\n  Cause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\n  So never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\n  Cause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\n  I swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\n  Cause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\n  Grab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n\n  Tash\n\n  Off that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  That's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n\n  Two: J-Ro, Tash\n\n  I've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\n  Me and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\n  I wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\n  Swift could you turn up the big drum beater\n  But still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\n  Tonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\n  Everybody turn to your nigga on the right\n  Give him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n\n  And eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\n  With styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\n  Cause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\n  That's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\n  The number one for funner two tonner with the talents\n  That the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\n  Of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\n  My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n\n  Yo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  My girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\n  When your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  Everytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n\n  Three: J-Ro\n\n  Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\n  And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\n  Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\n  Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\n  Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\n  Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\n  Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\n  Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\n  My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\n  I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\n  Defyin all, gravitational laws\n  Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\n  Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air\n  Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\n  It's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\n  And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n\n  Xzibit\n\n  New year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\n  When you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\n  If you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\n  If you ever try to fuck with mine \"aww shit!\"\n\n  When we bounce through your city it's \"aww shit!\"\n  When my face is lookin serious \"aww shit!\"\n  Two dimes but yours look hideous \"aww shit!\"\n  Yeah, and when we drop it on you idiots \"aww shit!\"\n\n  Yeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's\n  It's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours\n  And we out\n"},{"id":9401915,"name":"Aww Shit","trackName":"Aww Shit","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"Bar Tab 2","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Tash\n\nNow when you see me gettin drunk it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\nsorry niggaz go to hell\nThere goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n\nOne: Tash\n\nNow my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\nAnd twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\nJust to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n(Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\nThe L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\nWhere I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\nCause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\nthat'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\nBut still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\nI'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\nCause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\nSo never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\nCause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\nI swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\nCause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\nGrab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n\nTash\n\nOff that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\nThat's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n\nTwo: J-Ro, Tash\n\nI've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\nMe and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\nI wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\nSwift could you turn up the big drum beater\nBut still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\nTonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\nEverybody turn to your nigga on the right\nGive him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n\nAnd eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\nwith styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\nCause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\nThat's? 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Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\n[01:48.27] The number one for funner two tonner with the talents\n[01:50.06] that the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\n[01:52.75] of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\n[01:55.43] My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n[01:58.15] Yo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:00.94] When you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:02.70] When you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:05.46] When you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:08.17] When the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:10.81] My girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\n[02:13.58] When your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:15.35] Everytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:18.91] Three: J-Ro\n[02:19.83] Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\n[02:21.62] And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\n[02:25.27] Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\n[02:26.19] Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\n[02:28.89] Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\n[02:31.59] Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\n[02:34.22] Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\n[02:36.94] Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\n[02:39.68] My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\n[02:41.45] I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\n[02:44.24] Defyin all, gravitational laws\n[02:46.90] Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\n[02:49.69] Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air\n[02:52.32] Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\n[02:55.08] it's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\n[02:57.75] And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n[03:00.42] Xzibit\n[03:01.31] New year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\n[03:03.12] When you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\n[03:04.99] If you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\n[03:07.67] If you ever try to fuck with mine 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When you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  sorry niggaz go to hell\n  There goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n\n  One: Tash\n\n  Now my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\n  And twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\n  Just to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n  (Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\n  The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\n  Where I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\n  Cause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\n  that'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\n  But still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\n  I'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\n  Cause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\n  So never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\n  Cause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\n  I swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\n  Cause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\n  Grab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n\n  Tash\n\n  Off that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  That's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n\n  Two: J-Ro, Tash\n\n  I've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\n  Me and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\n  I wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\n  Swift could you turn up the big drum beater\n  But still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\n  Tonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\n  Everybody turn to your nigga on the right\n  Give him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n\n  And eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\n  with styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\n  Cause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\n  That's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\n  The number one for funner two tonner with the talents\n  that the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\n  of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\n  My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n\n  Yo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  My girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\n  When your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  Everytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n\n  Three: J-Ro\n\n  Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\n  And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\n  Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\n  Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\n  Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\n  Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\n  Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\n  Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\n  My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\n  I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\n  Defyin all, gravitational laws\n  Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\n  Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air\n  Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\n  it's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\n  And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n\n  Xzibit\n\n  New year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\n  When you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\n  If you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\n  If you ever try to fuck with mine \"aww shit!\"\n\n  When we bounce through your city it's \"aww shit!\"\n  When my face is lookin serious \"aww shit!\"\n  Two dimes but yours look hideous \"aww shit!\"\n  Yeah, and when we drop it on you idiots \"aww shit!\"\n\n  Yeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's\n  It's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours\n  And we out\n"},{"id":35986376,"name":"aww shit","trackName":"aww shit","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"Likwidation","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Tash\n\nNow when you see me gettin drunk it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\nSorry niggaz go to hell\nThere goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n\nOne: Tash\n\nNow my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\nAnd twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\nJust to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n(Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\nThe L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\nWhere I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\nCause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\nThat'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\nBut still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\nI'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\nCause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\nSo never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\nCause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\nI swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\nCause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\nGrab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n\nTash\n\nOff that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\nThat's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n\nTwo: J-Ro, Tash\n\nI've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\nMe and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\nI wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\nSwift could you turn up the big drum beater\nBut still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\nTonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\nEverybody turn to your nigga on the right\nGive him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n\nAnd eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\nWith styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\nCause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\nThat's? 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Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\n[01:48.27] The number one for funner two tonner with the talents\n[01:50.06] That the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\n[01:52.75] Of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\n[01:55.43] My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n[01:58.15] Yo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:00.94] When you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:02.70] When you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:05.46] When you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:08.17] When the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:10.81] My girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\n[02:13.58] When your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:15.35] Everytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:18.91] Three: J-Ro\n[02:19.83] Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\n[02:21.62] And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\n[02:25.27] Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\n[02:26.19] Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\n[02:28.89] Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\n[02:31.59] Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\n[02:34.22] Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\n[02:36.94] Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\n[02:39.68] My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\n[02:41.45] I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\n[02:44.24] Defyin all, gravitational laws\n[02:46.90] Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\n[02:49.69] Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air\n[02:52.32] Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\n[02:55.08] It's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\n[02:57.75] And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n[03:00.42] Xzibit\n[03:01.31] New year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\n[03:03.12] When you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\n[03:04.99] If you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\n[03:07.67] If you ever try to fuck with mine 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When you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  Sorry niggaz go to hell\n  There goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n\n  One: Tash\n\n  Now my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\n  And twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\n  Just to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n  (Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\n  The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\n  Where I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\n  Cause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\n  That'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\n  But still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\n  I'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\n  Cause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\n  So never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\n  Cause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\n  I swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\n  Cause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\n  Grab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n\n  Tash\n\n  Off that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  That's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n\n  Two: J-Ro, Tash\n\n  I've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\n  Me and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\n  I wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\n  Swift could you turn up the big drum beater\n  But still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\n  Tonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\n  Everybody turn to your nigga on the right\n  Give him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n\n  And eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\n  With styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\n  Cause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\n  That's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\n  The number one for funner two tonner with the talents\n  That the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\n  Of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\n  My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n\n  Yo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  My girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\n  When your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  Everytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n\n  Three: J-Ro\n\n  Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\n  And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\n  Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\n  Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\n  Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\n  Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\n  Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\n  Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\n  My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\n  I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\n  Defyin all, gravitational laws\n  Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\n  Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air\n  Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\n  It's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\n  And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n\n  Xzibit\n\n  New year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\n  When you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\n  If you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\n  If you ever try to fuck with mine \"aww shit!\"\n\n  When we bounce through your city it's \"aww shit!\"\n  When my face is lookin serious \"aww shit!\"\n  Two dimes but yours look hideous \"aww shit!\"\n  Yeah, and when we drop it on you idiots \"aww shit!\"\n\n  Yeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's\n  It's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours\n  And we out\n"},{"id":26341503,"name":"Aww Shit!","trackName":"Aww Shit!","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"The Legacy of Hip Hop West Coast","duration":235.266667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Tash\n\nNow when you see me gettin drunk it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\nSorry niggaz go to hell\nThere goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n\nOne: Tash\n\nNow my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\nAnd twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\nJust to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n(Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\nThe L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\nWhere I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\nCause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\nThat'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\nBut still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\nI'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\nCause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\nSo never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\nCause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\nI swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\nCause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\nGrab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n\nTash\n\nOff that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\nThat's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n\nTwo: J-Ro, Tash\n\nI've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\nMe and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\nI wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\nSwift could you turn up the big drum beater\nBut still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\nTonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\nEverybody turn to your nigga on the right\nGive him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n\nAnd eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\nWith styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\nCause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\nThat's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\nThe number one for funner two tonner with the talents\nThat the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\nOf the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\nMy distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n\nYo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\nMy girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\nWhen your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\nEverytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n\nThree: J-Ro\n\nYo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\nAnd all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\nPeace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\nMaster P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\nJayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\nPeace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\nOh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\nOnly When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\nMy style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\nI probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\nDefyin all, gravitational laws\nLyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\nWhassup with that there nigga put it in the air\nDon't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\nIt's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\nAnd I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n\nXzibit\n\nNew year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\nIf you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\nIf you ever try to fuck with mine \"aww shit!\"\n\nWhen we bounce through your city it's \"aww shit!\"\nWhen my face is lookin serious \"aww shit!\"\nTwo dimes but yours look hideous \"aww shit!\"\nYeah, and when we drop it on you idiots \"aww shit!\"\n\nYeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's\nIt's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours\nAnd we out","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.26] Tash\n[00:15.30] Now when you see me gettin drunk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[00:18.07] When you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[00:20.73] When I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[00:23.40] Sorry niggaz go to hell\n[00:24.37] There goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n[00:27.05] One: Tash\n[00:27.92] Now my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\n[00:28.80] And twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\n[00:30.65] Just to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n[00:33.31] (Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\n[00:36.07] The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\n[00:38.71] Where I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\n[00:41.46] Cause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\n[00:43.38] That'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\n[00:46.09] But still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\n[00:48.77] I'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\n[00:51.40] Cause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\n[00:54.13] So never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\n[00:56.81] Cause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\n[00:59.51] I swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\n[01:01.38] Cause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\n[01:04.00] Grab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n[01:07.65] Tash\n[01:08.55] Off that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[01:09.46] When a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[01:11.25] When we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[01:13.98] That's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n[01:16.62] Two: J-Ro, Tash\n[01:17.52] I've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\n[01:20.23] Me and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\n[01:22.08] I wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\n[01:24.83] Swift could you turn up the big drum beater\n[01:27.50] But still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\n[01:30.22] Tonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\n[01:32.93] Everybody turn to your nigga on the right\n[01:35.68] Give him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n[01:37.47] And eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\n[01:40.15] With styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\n[01:42.89] Cause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\n[01:44.63] That's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\n[01:48.27] The number one for funner two tonner with the talents\n[01:50.06] That the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\n[01:52.75] Of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\n[01:55.43] My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n[01:58.15] Yo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:00.94] When you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:02.70] When you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:05.46] When you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:08.17] When the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:10.81] My girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\n[02:13.58] When your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:15.35] Everytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n[02:18.91] Three: J-Ro\n[02:19.83] Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\n[02:21.62] And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\n[02:25.27] Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\n[02:26.19] Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\n[02:28.89] Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\n[02:31.59] Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\n[02:34.22] Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\n[02:36.94] Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\n[02:39.68] My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\n[02:41.45] I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\n[02:44.24] Defyin all, gravitational laws\n[02:46.90] Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\n[02:49.69] Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air\n[02:52.32] Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\n[02:55.08] It's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\n[02:57.75] And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n[03:00.42] Xzibit\n[03:01.31] New year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\n[03:03.12] When you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\n[03:04.99] If you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\n[03:07.67] If you ever try to fuck with mine 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When you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  Sorry niggaz go to hell\n  There goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n\n  One: Tash\n\n  Now my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\n  And twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\n  Just to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n  (Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\n  The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\n  Where I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\n  Cause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\n  That'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\n  But still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\n  I'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\n  Cause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\n  So never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\n  Cause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\n  I swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\n  Cause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\n  Grab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n\n  Tash\n\n  Off that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  That's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n\n  Two: J-Ro, Tash\n\n  I've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\n  Me and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\n  I wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\n  Swift could you turn up the big drum beater\n  But still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\n  Tonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\n  Everybody turn to your nigga on the right\n  Give him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n\n  And eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\n  With styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\n  Cause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\n  That's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\n  The number one for funner two tonner with the talents\n  That the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\n  Of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\n  My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n\n  Yo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  My girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\n  When your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  Everytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n\n  Three: J-Ro\n\n  Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\n  And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\n  Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\n  Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\n  Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\n  Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\n  Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\n  Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\n  My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\n  I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\n  Defyin all, gravitational laws\n  Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\n  Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air\n  Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\n  It's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\n  And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n\n  Xzibit\n\n  New year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\n  When you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\n  If you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\n  If you ever try to fuck with mine \"aww shit!\"\n\n  When we bounce through your city it's \"aww shit!\"\n  When my face is lookin serious \"aww shit!\"\n  Two dimes but yours look hideous \"aww shit!\"\n  Yeah, and when we drop it on you idiots \"aww shit!\"\n\n  Yeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's\n  It's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours\n  And we out\n"},{"id":40240082,"name":"11 Aww Shit","trackName":"11 Aww Shit","artistName":"Tha Alkaholiks","albumName":"Likwidation","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Tash\n\nNow when you see me gettin drunk it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\nsorry niggaz go to hell\nThere goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n\nOne: Tash\n\nNow my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\nAnd twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\nJust to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n(Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\nThe L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\nWhere I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\nCause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\nthat'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\nBut still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\nI'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\nCause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\nSo never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\nCause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\nI swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\nCause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\nGrab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n\nTash\n\nOff that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\nWhen we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\nThat's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n\nTwo: J-Ro, Tash\n\nI've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\nMe and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\nI wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\nSwift could you turn up the big drum beater\nBut still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\nTonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\nEverybody turn to your nigga on the right\nGive him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n\nAnd eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\nwith styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\nCause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\nThat's? 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rock ya from the startout to the closing\n  start_ms: 97460\n  end_ms: 100170\n- text: with styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\n  start_ms: 100170\n  end_ms: 102810\n- text: Cause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\n  start_ms: 102810\n  end_ms: 104680\n- text: That's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\n  start_ms: 104680\n  end_ms: 108250\n- text: The number one for funner two tonner with the talents\n  start_ms: 108250\n  end_ms: 110010\n- text: that the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\n  start_ms: 110010\n  end_ms: 112730\n- text: of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\n  start_ms: 112730\n  end_ms: 115410\n- text: My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n  start_ms: 115410\n  end_ms: 118170\n- text: Yo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 118170\n  end_ms: 120990\n- text: When you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 120990\n  end_ms: 122790\n- text: When you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 122790\n  end_ms: 125490\n- text: When you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 125490\n  end_ms: 128120\n- text: When the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 128120\n  end_ms: 130830\n- text: My girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 130830\n  end_ms: 133580\n- text: When your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 133580\n  end_ms: 135350\n- text: Everytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 135350\n  end_ms: 138940\n- text: 'Three: J-Ro'\n  start_ms: 138940\n  end_ms: 139800\n- text: Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\n  start_ms: 139800\n  end_ms: 141700\n- text: And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\n  start_ms: 141700\n  end_ms: 145220\n- text: Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\n  start_ms: 145220\n  end_ms: 146180\n- text: Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\n  start_ms: 146180\n  end_ms: 148850\n- text: Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\n  start_ms: 148850\n  end_ms: 151520\n- text: Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\n  start_ms: 151520\n  end_ms: 154210\n- text: Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\n  start_ms: 154210\n  end_ms: 156930\n- text: Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\n  start_ms: 156930\n  end_ms: 159690\n- text: My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\n  start_ms: 159690\n  end_ms: 161470\n- text: I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\n  start_ms: 161470\n  end_ms: 164250\n- text: Defyin all, gravitational laws\n  start_ms: 164250\n  end_ms: 166940\n- text: Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\n  start_ms: 166940\n  end_ms: 169610\n- text: Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air\n  start_ms: 169610\n  end_ms: 172350\n- text: Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\n  start_ms: 172350\n  end_ms: 175000\n- text: it's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\n  start_ms: 175000\n  end_ms: 177780\n- text: And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n  start_ms: 177780\n  end_ms: 180460\n- text: Xzibit\n  start_ms: 180460\n  end_ms: 181380\n- text: New year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 181380\n  end_ms: 183140\n- text: When you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 183140\n  end_ms: 184980\n- text: If you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 184980\n  end_ms: 187620\n- text: If you ever try to fuck with mine \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 187620\n  end_ms: 189450\n- text: When we bounce through your city it's \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 189450\n  end_ms: 192160\n- text: When my face is lookin serious \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 192160\n  end_ms: 194810\n- text: Two dimes but yours look hideous \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 194810\n  end_ms: 197550\n- text: Yeah, and when we drop it on you idiots \"aww shit!\"\n  start_ms: 197550\n  end_ms: 200350\n- text: Yeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's\n  start_ms: 200350\n  end_ms: 206630\n- text: It's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours\n  start_ms: 206630\n  end_ms: 211180\n- text: And we out\n  start_ms: 211180\n  end_ms: 212940\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 212940\nplain: |-\n  Tash\n\n  Now when you see me gettin drunk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you hear this likwid funk it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When I'm pushin through the crowd it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  sorry niggaz go to hell\n  There goes CaTashTrophe, Tha Alkahol-iks\n\n  One: Tash\n\n  Now my objective with this rhymin is to take words and bounce em\n  And twist em up so bad that wack MC's can't pronounce em\n  Just to show ya how we house em from the Westside of thangs\n  (Killa Cali motherfuckers) where the gangbangers hang\n  The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard\n  Where I write rhymes so hard niggaz swap my tradin cards\n  Cause my Cali niggaz feel this realness, lyrics healness\n  that'll make the special mist when I grab this gun and kill this\n  But still this, brother stays alive like Wyclef\n  I'm steppin through the house the rappers step to the left\n  Cause I fry em like a chef and then get on with my evening\n  So never twist it up that lyrically we even thievin\n  Cause I stop your breathin quick like (UHH) then revive ya\n  I swum with bigger fish than the deep sea diver\n  Cause CaTash the likwidater's here to blow it through the roof\n  Grab the money and the hoes then dissapear like poof\n\n  Tash\n\n  Off that 151 it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When a nigga pop his gun it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When we up next to flow it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  That's my nigga J-Ro Tha Alkahol-iks\n\n  Two: J-Ro, Tash\n\n  I've got senoritas, from Alameda to Receda\n  Me and Olde E, is like Tarzan and Cheetah\n  I wish Hen Rock came in a two liter\n  Swift could you turn up the big drum beater\n  But still I, got to pull my brew out the chiller\n  Tonight it's goin down like the house of Reggie Miller (J-Ro)\n  Everybody turn to your nigga on the right\n  Give him a pound and say Tha Liks is tight\n\n  And eat your heart out while we rock ya from the startout to the closing\n  with styles that leave you faded like the logo on our clothing\n  Cause it's a Alkie flow thing, as nasty as we wanna\n  That's? Swift, I'm Tash the top gunner\n  The number one for funner two tonner with the talents\n  that the doctors have described as a chemical imbalance\n  of the (weed) and the (drank) on my memory bank\n  My distorted words recorded make your minds go blank\n\n  Yo, when you low on your cash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you catch a girl with Tash it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you see Xzibit bust it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When you gettin drunk with us it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  When the cops run your plates it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  My girl's period is late man \"aww shit!\"\n  When your baby momma call it's like \"aww shit!\"\n  Everytime we rock for y'all it's like \"aww shit!\"\n\n  Three: J-Ro\n\n  Yo, here's a toast, to all the MC's who rock the most\n  And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast\n  Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy\n  Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam\n  Jayo Felony, Money B, and Ol Dirty\n  Peace to all the rappers still rhymin over thirty\n  Oh shit, I'm to' back, I need to take a piss\n  Only When I'm Drunk I bust flows like this\n  My style'll make you earl on your girl (bleahh)\n  I probably got the three baddest hoes in the world\n  Defyin all, gravitational laws\n  Lyrics flippin like Dominique Dawes with no drawers\n  Whassup with that there nigga put it in the air\n  Don't even break it out if you ain't gonna share\n  it's like that man, I spray Jokers like Batman\n  And I don't have to be Robin/robbin to live fat man\n\n  Xzibit\n\n  New year's nineteen ninety nine it's \"aww shit!\"\n  When you gotta do county time it's \"aww shit!\"\n  If you didn't read before you signed \"aww shit!\"\n  If you ever try to fuck with mine \"aww shit!\"\n\n  When we bounce through your city it's \"aww shit!\"\n  When my face is lookin serious \"aww shit!\"\n  Two dimes but yours look hideous \"aww shit!\"\n  Yeah, and when we drop it on you idiots \"aww shit!\"\n\n  Yeah yeah, Mister X to the Z with the L-I-K's\n  It's the Likwid family, bringin it live, to you and yours\n  And we out\n"}]