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​Pass Out

This song is by Tha Alkaholiks and appears on the album Likwidation (1997).

(J-Ro) Ah! Y'all niggaz finally came back with the beers!
(Tash) We're the Alkaholiks in the house!
(J-Ro) Slow ass niggaz!
(Tash) Hey let's pass out some of this brew James
(J-Ro) Better have some 40's and tall cans and shit
(Tash) James let's pass some of this brew out, check it out, yo

(Tash) One for you (J-Ro) One for you
(Tash) One for you (J-Ro) One for you
(Tash) A few for your crew (J-Ro) And this one's for you
(Tash) One for you (J-Ro) But this here is my brew

(J-Ro)
It's the beer drinkin', breath stinkin sniffin money
I throw my hands up and say, "It's good" like Gene Tunny
C'mere pull my finger, so I can let the funk flow
E-Swift the funk bro, beats to make the trunk roll

(Tash)
Welcome to the house the one-times can't raid
Where I grab the mic trippin' like my weed was sprayed
So to try to take what's mine you better be the smoothest criminality
'Cause I'm deadly to the point I had to warn the Surgeon General

(J-Ro)
So let the women know, they call Captain Slave-a-Hoe
Or J to the Ro, from Tha Likwit crew beer roll
And speakin' of crews, yo whose next to lose
Instead of five mics, I'd rather have five brews

(Tash)
And if y'all niggaz peeped the news you saw the weatherman predictin
The rain was on the way because you know who brings Tha Likwit
The nigga risked it, rap exquisite down for housing
'Cause I'm tryin' to keep it pumpin till the year two thousand

(J-Ro)
And fourteen, we'll still be holdin' down the scene
Comin' fresh every time like peas from Jolly Green
Everytime we rock a show we send the crowd to detoxes
Tha Liks bring the flicks that kicks like six oxes

(Tash)
And I be rockin' niggaz boxers like I'm DJ "Run"
So men and women rush my music like it's CK One
So of course I got it locked even my wackest two bitches
Look flyer than the heinas and the lowrider bitches

(J-Ro)
And we left you all in stitches now we back like early morn
We comin' back out on that shit like creamed corn
With that Likwit funk, won't stop until you say uh
I save a brew for you, fool, Only When I'm Drunk

(Tash)
So what you sayin' punk, even with a shipment of equipment
You still couldn't rock it cause you don't be comin' different
So that bruisin you was cruisin for has just arrived
With the Olde English crack just to make it live

(Tash) One for you (J-Ro) One for you
(Tash) One for you (J-Ro) One for you
(Tash) A few for your crew (J-Ro) This one's for you
(Tash) Damn we runnin' out of brew (J-Ro) Now what we gonna do?

(Both) Three drunk motherfuckers goin' round the outside
Round the outside, round the outside
(Both) Three drunk motherfuckers goin' round the outside