Drunken Style(feat. Loki)-Brotha Lynch Hung/洛嘉/Loki/Yukmouth/JV

Drunken Style - Brotha Lynch Hung Drunken Style Nigga (Drunken Style) Give me your clothes Give me your gold Give me all the money you owe (right now) Don't like to think so I drink heavy Dam slugs out the Chevy livin' armed and deadly I'm taking chunks from punks who want funk Treat 'em like .15's put 'em in the trunk I slip clean makin' sure all my s**t clean Then seem like a wolverine wit a gleam in sceam gangsta lean Out the window hit your blocc corner everybody litted up Runnin' them tires like tha Daytonya tuck you up it ain't nothin' Pushin' buttons who wantto smoke them bustas See I was just a baby when I first got Sicc Did theand alcohol and 'bout fill there wall with syphills dick Just my kicks tricks get chop out like a cold cut heat 'em up Rocked up like that cokesta I ain't no jokes or pranksta real gangsta Shit from that n***a who brought you Season Of Da Sicc Admit that was my tightest s**t besides this don't get me wrong every songs is a hit Guess who made this Phonk Beta while you suckas ain't paying right we stayin' tight Pullin' openin' Ziplocks every nite my momma neva fed me right We was broke some I'm off that OE you know me I'm no mothaf**ka joke When it comes to rippin' up s**t ziplock bodybag toetag I leave your t-shirt sweaty anyplace anytime you ready Drunken Style Nigga so give me your clothes Give me your gold Give me all the money you owe Drunken Style Nigga Give me your clothes Give me your gold Give me all the money you owe Drunken Style Nigga Give me your clothes Give me your gold Give me all the money you owe Drunken Style Nigga Give me your clothes Give me your gold Give me all the money you owe (right now) Comin' soon you want to hear more buy my s**t 2002