Yeah, you know Cinnamon, she hang with crazy Kim and them
In your brain all day, it always happens that way
Kick box our way out of trouble, just to bubble
Say what? You up next on the Hennessey
Alkaholiks, West coast legends is the title
J-Ro, yo, I believe that's me
Got the headbangin' beats, so nigga pass the aspirin
Dilly-dally, ran through an alley
Yo, my rhymes at parties, took out more MC's than brown Bacardi
My beats so fly, niggaz try to charter me
Uh, huh, uhh, we in this bitch, no kickin' back
Feminine women, we be runnin' all up in 'em
And once you hear the Capital J, rap, it'll stay
Because we wouldn't spend a cent on 'em
Catch me in L.A. in the streets just mashin'
Keep bitches up all night like black coffee
And we takin' everything, it ain't no need for askin'
Aiyyo CaTash, a people person, shake hands and kiss babies
Yo, E-Swift, I don't think that you bent
But goddamn homeboy, where all the gin went?
Woo, Alkaholiks, let's get it crackin' y'all
He got bitches butt-naked in the swimming pool
Huddle round your speaker, got the system blastin'
Meet us at the bar y'all, where everybody love you
Then we send 'em home broke
I used to have a crush on Shante
Politician in my mission, stack grands and spit crazy
We bumrushin' the door in an un-orderly fashion
Got trees in my duffel, get a ride from the airport
Ay J-Ro, teach these niggaz how to stunt
They always in the club, tryin' to take a nigga's Benjamins
Stumble through the crowd like excuse me, pardon me
Catch me in Miami in the sun just baskin'
I come from L.A., Cali, East side of the Valley
Sip hops and barely 'til I pop an artery
I'm rowdy, I'm cocky, I'm like Jeremy Shockey
Yo, I'm sippin' on the dock of the bay, puffin' on hay
I'm an Alkaholik but that's only one part of me
So the only thing left is to hit you with the drums
My main man Tash is like Cool Raoul
I can't shoot you with my knife, I can't stab you with my gun
Raised in the ghetto, sing songs called 'Survival'
We drink a lot of beer so it's that West coast hip-hop
I'm totally gnarly
West West like Kanye, I got the rhythm like Kwame
You also the most frosty, drink until we saucy
Runnin' through an alley in my corduroy flip-flops
This is the year that we cash in
Girls wanna grab my love muscle and suckle
Chillin' in my drawers in hotels like the Bible
I'm a giant in this game, y'all better back up off me
I take the shuttle, no need for rebuttal
I'm swift on the cut with my hands when I'm scratchin'
J-Ro, tell these niggaz where the fuck you sippin' at
The name is E-Swift, I move quick when I'm dashin'
People gather round, J-Ro is on arrival
Used to sell bombay and sip Andre
I roll with a tight crew like Mushmouth and Russell
