A Hoe B-4 Tha Homie King Tee

Aw man, don't be talkin about my woman like that Oh, now you're gon' trip on me Wait, wait, hold up, hold up [ VERSE 1: King Tee ] How you gon' go and put a hoe before me?

Tha Great King Tee

My moves are kinda slick and my punches be stickin So put up your dukes, you little half-priced chicken Don't brother-brother me, cause I ain't your kin I'm aimin for the end, and I'm off that gin Tee

Bust Dat Ass King Tee

King Tee: I'm the man that'll bust dat ass, I'm the man that'll bust dat ass J-Ro: Naw, I'm the man that'll bust dat ass, I'm the man that'll bust dat ass (say what?!)

We Got Tha Fat Joint King Tee

spliff or a fattie Feelin like a hood with a beanie in a Caddy I love my herb, I love my money, cause I'm young, matty Never eat the pork, cause it's much, much too fatty So come down, selector, and

King Of Tha Hill Westside Connection

Gotz To Treat These Bitch Azz Niggaz Like They Stole Some Thing, I See You Wit A Joint, You Must Be Smokin That Shit To Much Got ya Bitch Azz Touched, Sen Dogg You can't Rap From Tha Gutz And B Real

KING OF THE HILL Westside Connection

Treat These Bitch Azz Niggaz Like They Stole Some Thing, I See You Wit A Joint, You Must Be Smokin That Shit To Much Got ya Bitch Azz Touched, Sen Dogg You can't Rap From Tha Gutz And B Real Soundin Like

Blow My Sox Off King Tee

Yeah Check it out y'all I see Tha Alkaholiks just stepped in the house In the middle of vocals Check this out Bobcat's in the house Big Mac's in the house And all the bitches in - Check - wait

Act a Fool King Tee

I'm goin out, been hangin round the house all day So i take me a shower, dress like a big daddy Stop at the Arco, put some gas in my caddy Armor on my wheels, shine up my daytons Check my 12-gauge,

4 Tha Scrilla Celly Cel

featuring B Legit E 40 Verse 1 *(Celly Cel)* A slave to the hood have no money in my pants rollin wit some heat to make a mutha fucka dance had a chance to bubble had my hustle but I blew that

Likwit Tha Alkaholiks

afro and I left the skin not stinky The freshest, yes it's, the rhymer with the bottle Kickin it with my homie like Lamont do with Rollo Live at the Apollo, they still couldn't do it Cause even in

Let It Rain (Feat. King Tee & Tha Alkaholiks) Xzibit

Xzibit] 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

Duck King Tee

King Tee: Hey!

Got It Locked King Tee

freaky scene, chains and whips Only bring the squeaky clean [edited] that came to mix with Tha Liks, the authentic, [edited] scented Limo, windows tinted, so you can't see who's in it There's no limit

Off Tha Chain Trina

Ball off tha chain CHORUS- 2x You off tha chain wit it, you do your thang wit it tha way you talk, tha way you walkin girl you slang wit it You on tha road lil' momma Outta control lil' momma

Funny Style Tha Alkaholiks

[Featuring King Tee] J-Ro: Yo, I'm from Killa Cali I wrote this rhyme in an alley The tall can MC stepping fresh out the valley I'm hella fresh comin straight through your chest I blow a hole

Can This Be Real King Tee

Yo What's up King Tee's in the muthafuckin house Got my homeboy Young Floyd in the house J-Ro's in the house But yo [ VERSE 1 ] Now here's somethin everybody can relate to I know you hate to

The Coolest King Tee

[king tee] Yes yes y'all, it's not a secret no more The king b-boy tee has been washed ashore And I'm back I'm here to say if I'm a king then I should rule I'm the best for the job, you know why?

I`m Fresh (Feat. Mannie Fresh) Bun B

know me as a pro, respect me as a vet I put it down befo', you ain't seen nothing yet My candy still glossy, my 4's still flossy My rocks real icey, I'm looking kinda bossy And feeling real saucy,

I'm Fresh (Feat. Mannie Fresh) Bun B

know me as a pro, respect me as a vet I put it down befo', you ain't seen nothing yet My candy still glossy, my 4's still flossy My rocks real icey, I'm looking kinda bossy And feeling real saucy,

On Tha Curb Baby Bash

got me a triple beam, From a dope feen, But he a homie though, Use to be a balla, Till he started using all his dough, Rock it up, Chop it up and a Sack it up, All true to the rules may be,

Payback's A Mutha King Tee

pro at this trade You thought you got away but you're about to get paid You told girls I was wack, shouldn't have did that brother Look, I'm King Tee and my payback's a mutha As I talk you get madder because

Freestyle Ghetto King Tee

hold my style if you had a pair of handcuffs In all disrespect I'll snatch you by your neck and do a suplex and step so nigga you can check my credentials just hard rhymes and instrumentals Xzhibit

Commercial Skit Tha Alkaholiks

[Only When I'm Drunk playing in the background] Brand new, from Likwid Crew Records It's Tha Alkaoliks, Greatest Hits [Daaam!

Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street Eazy-E

Beat 4 Tha Streetz Verse 2: [Sylk] I got beat for the street Drop a rag top four Got my strap under the seat just in case I have ta check a hoe ?

Ya Better Bring a Gun King Tee

[ VERSE 1: King Tee ] They live on the street and they hustle for fame Some kill for a livin, some sling cocaine Because it's now a lifestyle and a full-time job And if you live in Compton, it's

Played Like a Piano King Tee

[King Tee] King Tee's drunk again...Yo, check this out: awww shit, aw shit, I wanna dedicate this song to all them motherfuckers out there that-that-that- that-that-that-that (not again) perpentratin

All Tha Time E-40

All Tha Time [Featuring B-Legit] [E-40] Uhhhh.. UHHHH.. UHHHH! Ah? Ah? [B-Legit] You got Moesha E? [E-40] All Tha Time B You got your indonesia B?

All Tha Time E 40

[B Legit] All Tha Time E You got the street sweeper broom? [E 40] All Tha Time B You got your chronic there too? [B Legit] All Tha Time!

4 Tha Hustlas Ant Banks

B-12?

Let it Rain Xzibit

featuring King Tee, Tha Alkaholiks Intro: Judge: "Alright, your charged with public intoxication, alright listen" Convict:"There's a thousand people out who're drunk" Judge: "Okay, I understand

Bottoms Up Tha Alkaholiks

b-boy with both arms folded But no exucses, I still get the loosest When RIco's in the house tryin to grab the mic and juice this So back the fuck up like we told you last time Cause it's the Liks

With Tha B.G. b g (baby gangsta)

test me I bust fifty times Put a nigga in a blenda BLUKAH Now you wish you wouldn't of slipped up BLUKAH BLUKAH If you bout nigga hatin' on me I don't give a fuck They thank I don't know they out

That's Tha Homie Snoop Dogg

They gon say - That's.. that's tha homie!? I can make it everywhere, I I can make it everywhere? That's tha homie!? Everywhere, everywhere! I I I can make it everywhere? That's tha homie!?

Bullshit Tha Alkaholiks

[Featuring King Tee] Intro: J-Ro (Whooo! Hah hah!) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we kickin it Uhh uhh uhh we kickin it Yeah yeah we kickin it (Whooo!)

Long Live Da Game T.I.

me tap'd So to keep em' off of my bac I got a crib in tha trap and a crib to relax Now my indictment was a secret and thats the way that they keep it If i aint have a hoe givin head to tha feds Comin

Smoke & Get High Project Pat

[Chorus x2] We gon' drank we gon' ride We gon' smoke and get high Smoke and get high smoke and get high [Project Pat] Hypnotize camp got a answer for you hoes Inhale tha weed blow tha smoke out ya nose

Make Room Tha Alkaholiks

move, they happen everyday When the Ro to the J bring his ass out to play I weight one-eighty but I'm, fat I ki-uh-kick up dust when I bust like a cap Tha Alkaholik crew, and what we're here to do

Hit And Run Tha Alkaholiks

[Featuring Xzibit] [J-Ro] I pull up to front with a smash to the ground black duly Niggaz in the street gettin wild and unruly Digga B was in the front so he let me through the door I never get

Just Clowning King Tee

[king tee] Yo whassup, it's king tee on the vocals I rock the coolest rhymes, from here to acapulco I drive a cadillac, not a played out desoto Look I'm fin' to pose, photographer take my photo Cool is

Flirt King Tee

(Oh yeah) VERSE 1: King Tee Now girlies, ladies, just stay alert I'm what you call a legitimate flirt And if you don't know how to spell f-l-i-r-King Tee The coolest of the cool, there's no one cooler

That's Not Yo B***h Yo Gotti

dawg You can like her you can wife her You can get married and fight her all nite bro' But that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg Said, that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] I'm the same nigga off tha

Let's Dance King Tee

(Ladies and gentlemen) (King Tee is back again) (Play that beat) (Let's dance I know you got the feeling Let's dance Come on and get down) --] Sweet Tee VERSE 1: King Tee Now what I want y'all to do

Drunk Tekneek King Tee

3rd comeback Now I know the tricks of the trade, and where the slum's at Blows to the chest, buckshots from the guage Page after page King Tee takes the rage Lord have mercy when I pick up my pen

Ko Rock Stuff King Tee

rock stuff(scracth) Dj Pooh: I like to make funky beats and record'em Sell'em to the top MC's that can afford'em Back in the days at school in our pavilion Bangin' on the desk makin' beats worth a

Guitar Playin' King Tee

Hey King Tee, since this beat is kinda rockin' I'ma let you rap and get the suckers cold clockin' So yo loc', hear the beat I'm displayin' (Yep) But now listen to the guitar playin' Listen to the guitar

Tha Joint Feat.Steady-B

I spit it u got S-B Camp30 u gotta hear me it's beautiful, get u're groove in, on and on Verse 1 Steady-B 여기 만들어 놓은 비트에 라임이 섞여있는 조금의 나의 가사에 무대와 흔들리는 조명과 예전엔 못느꼈던 가슴에 벅찬 느낌으로 나타난 너와나 감정의 교차

R.I.P. (Album Version (Explicit)) Birdman

[Chorus] Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy Rest in peace to my cause, money

That`s Right Young Gunz

[Intro] haha, it's about time niggaz gangsta gangsta, a young gangsta, what you wanna b a gangsta, can't stop me,gangsta gangsta, a young gangsta, what you wanna b a gangsta [Verse 1 - Neef] Motha

That's Right Young Gunz

[Intro] haha, it's about time niggaz gangsta gangsta, a young gangsta, what you wanna b a gangsta, can't stop me,gangsta gangsta, a young gangsta, what you wanna b a gangsta [Verse 1 - Neef] Motha fuckas

Violent Tupac Shakur

nerve to, say that I had a curfew Get out tha car, or i'lI hurt you So here I go, I better make my mind up Pick my 9 up or hit tha line up I choose B steped into tha streets Tha first cop grabed