Killin` It

<br>[Tash]<br>Ahh, ahh<br>I be killin it (why Tash?) cause I be feelin it<br>I get money so no need for stealin it<br>I work diligent beneath the Earth`s soil<br>where I write rhymes so fresh it`s like I wrapped my styles in foil<br>But I sit at home and boil spicy rum when it`s freezing<br>Cause I from the Likwid crew where we got drinks for every season<br>Maybe that`s the reason why I live high all July<br>And the place I buy my beer is callin in for more supply<br>Maybe not, maybe so, maybe yes, maybe no<br>Maybe niggaz got some friends that wanna battle for some dough<br>If you know somebody holla, cause I take those extra dollars<br>Split that shit with J and Swift, buy a ninety-six Impala<br>and lace it with the deez out my own stack of cheese<br>Get a extra flossy floss and toss King Tee the keys<br>and say, `Nigga that`s yours, cause you opened up doors<br>Before Tha Liks had a deal, you had a nigga on tour<br>So God bless ya, never let this rap pressure test ya<br>You know who got your back when them other niggaz sweat ya`<br>So check uno dos while I roast this coast a toast<br>When it comes to beats and rhymes, you know who got the most<br>I be killin it (killin it) killin it (killin it)<br>Tha Liks rock that shit that have all ya niggaz feelin it<br>Killin it (killin it) killin it (killin it)<br>J-Ro is up next to flow<br><br>[J-Ro]<br>Dat`s me<br>I be killin it (killin it) when I be feelin it<br>Got rum in my cup, best believe I won`t be spillin it<br>Yo Xzibit (whattup Ro) I got to know<br>Do I got that Likwid flow (oh fo` sho`) well here I go<br>Mida, mida, down the barrel of my heater<br>I torch ya, then skeet out in my Porsche two-seater<br>I`m from the home of rattlesnakes and golden bears<br>And Astro-vans with swivel chairs hoes come in pairs<br>Plus, makin money`s in my genes<br>That`s why I got money in my jeans, I got a cravin<br>My mind craves the knowledge, my pockets crave the cash<br>My mouth craves the brew, and my Johnson craves the ass<br>Who`s on blast, Tha Liks baby, don`t twist it<br>Just rock it, got your girl`s number in my change pocket<br>What`s her name Stella, if she`s on me kinda hella<br>?Voule vou couche vic moir? is what I tell her<br>I get freaky like Friday, why dey, try to get loose<br>Wack MC`s are like ?brown guts?, they have no use<br>I just got off the court, where I was whoopin some cats<br>in basketball, here`s a question that I have to ask y`all<br>Who be killin it, is it the ladies?<br>Who be killin it, is it the fellas?<br>Who be killin it, is it the b-boys?<br>Who be killin it, is it the gangsters?<br>Who be killin it, is it the rastas?<br>Who be killin it, killin it, killin it, killin it...<br><br>[Xzibit]<br>See I be killin it, yeah, when I be feelin it<br>This is dedicated to the niggaz that be stealin shit<br>Straight from the bottom of my black-ass heart<br>The untamed feel no shame, on top of the game<br>Mr. Big Bad Insane, black John McClane<br>Look listen and learn, you only get what you earn<br>So I`ma hustle like fuck regardless, watch my smoke<br>Go straight for the throat, we known for rockin the boat<br>It`s hard to find like the grade A shit, with no cuts<br>Tryin to stack like King Tut, and still bang the microphone up<br>Demandin, clear lane for crash landin<br>If anything I`m guaranteed to be the Last Man Standing<br>Pick a number motherfucker whassup?<br>The circumstance make you shit in your pants, and we advance<br>as an avalanche of soul, and everything that shine ain`t gold<br>Just cause niggaz got brew don`t make em nickel proof<br>My record contract reads hit man for hire<br>Xzibit showin grace under fire<br>Tha Alkaholiks killin it (killin it) killin it (killin it)<br>[Tash] Tha Liks rock that shit that have all y`all niggaz feelin it<br>[Xzibit]<br>Once again, feelin it<br>Killin it (killin it) drillin it (drillin it)<br>What, yeah, bring it live with the... yeah<br>Feelin it (feelin it) killin it (killin it)<br>Like this<br>[Tash] Party down, party down, party down!<br>[Xzibit] Bringin it live once again, yeah, cause I be killin it<br>(What, stabbin it, beatin it, yeah)<br>[Tash] Y`all niggaz ain`t heard no shit like this out the West coast<br>[J-Ro] Say what, wha-what, wha-what what?<br> I say what, wha-what, wha-what what? It`s the likwid crew<br>[Tash] We be killin it, uhh, cause we be feelin it...<br>[J-Ro] Say what, say what, say what wha-what wha-what what?