J-Ro - Pour More Likwit lyrics

[Defari] Man yo' gla** is empty already? I just poured you one [J-Ro] It was full a minute ago [Defari] Ah yeah, fo sho it's all Alkaholiks, Likwit crew You know me Rogran [J-Ro] What you wanna do? [Defari] Ah, you know what I'mma do.. (What's happenin?) Off top! (C'mon) [Hook] We gon' pour more likwit (Keep your gla** filled to the top Take another shot, we gonna - ) Pour More Likwit (We bout to take another trip back to the bar Keep 'em coming y'all, and - ) Pour More Likwit J: Hennessey, Cognac, fat sacks front to back, f** that Pour More Likwit D: Alkaholiks, King Tee, Defari, thought you knew (Up, up and away!) [J-Ro] There's a reason why they call us Likwit crew Cause of the things we do - flows, liqour, and brew Who knew? - when I was 14 bustin' my first nut That I would be on the stage with Defari bustin' on this cut sh**, we real playerz, game stacked in layers Y'all n***as keep lookin' so I'm pissin' on the stairs Who knew? - when I played Pop Warner for the Golden Bears That I'd travel the globe, all expense paid airfares I wear Air's, it ain't fair - When you see me at the bar wit a chick with long hair Hoes bangin', flows bangin', clothes bangin', shows bangin' But I ain't bangin', I got two sons, that's my set And I'll bet that you'll never forget That your girl was in the front while she came all dripping wet It seems like we the last emcees on the whole planet We seen this from the Paq town to Venice, time to panic [Hook] [Defari] Lift your gla** if you from L.A This one compliments to E-Swift Let me do my thang As a 3-1-0 king, 3-2-3 star The 8-1-8 amba**ador The 2-1-3 legend, 5-6-2 I thought you knew The 7-1-4, open your door, give me some more Even the 9-0-9 can get a piece of this rhyme And when I push from Diego to Oaktown I use the "5" I'm a live southern section n***a, all L.A. fabulous For those who don't know what that mean, that mean I'm from Los Angeles It's scandalous how n***as don't hesitate - to claim the glory of L.A But really they be from another state Seee ME, I'm a true born Golden State n***a UCLA Hospital born n***a Four extra large Pico lowlands n***a And hit after hit, well sh** we gettin' figgas I'm stone colder, grown older Look around the lands and my man you'll find a new breed of soldiers So them old days is over, y'all relic n***as finished I'mma put that on my business, J-Ro is my witness when I - [Hook] - w/ variations