Tash - Tash Rules lyrics

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Ya ya yah.. (4X)


It's almost 2000 y'all;

so this gon' be the night..

While you trippin off yo' car, yo' girls is trippin off ours

If we want, what you got, nigga reach for the stars

This is it y'all, everybody ride wit us

I devised a masterplan to take out the counterfitters

I'ma start with the West coast, show em how we rock it

Keep it pumpin through the summer, stuff them chips up in my pocket

Super-saki gin'll keep my style all in your grill

Every where you turn CaTash last seen in Baldwin Hills

On the phone makin deals, for X amount of scrill

Nine-nines is mine, it's time to recognize the real

Then I swing it through the Bay where all the homies wanna blaze

Rap Life, the goin craze, smoke an ounce in two days

When phase one complete it's fifty states to invade

Catch a flight to A-T-L, link up with Rico Wade

OutKast, Goodie Mob, bangin out the stereo

SmokeFest, Nine-Nine, peep the whole scenario

Tash rock material to make your girl jump up

Never touch the mic until the soundman pump the ?? up

Yo yo, roll that dub up, Three 6'll "Tear Da Club Up"

There's no way to describe how Tash'll fuck yo' mug up

Chorus: LV

Movin around from coast to coast, money ain't no joke

We're havin it our way (all day everyday) everyday (all day everyday)

Land my feet on solid ground, no time to fuck around

We're doin it our way.. ooooooh yeahhh


Tash Rules Everything Around You, BREAD, get the money

I gotta keep my whole team fed

Cause like PMD said, we gotta take it to length

Cause if you hang with nine broke friends, you're bound to be the 10th

So on the strength of makin dollars, Tash'll touch any scene

Catch a flight to New York City, cause all money is green

Let em see supreme West Coast in up-close

And if there's any beef I'll roast and crack you with a Golden Molson

bottle, the mass will throttle, what a rollo

Tash come in peace but y'all won't let the beef die though

I lost my black Movado in that bullshit fight

I got drunk and laughed about it up in Washington Heights

with my homeboy Dee (what) my homeboy Ooze (uhh)

I spent the night in jail off that Hennesey and juice

cause New York City that's a wild ass town

That's why Guiliani ass tryin to lock shit down, right now



Tell em L..

So lights, camera, action -- you're on

Get it Ricky Ric' -- what's wrong? My weed gone!

Who stole it? -- I don't know, y'all motherfuckers tell me

I broke it up and left the room to get a light from LV

I came back and like POOF! everybody's lookin boggled

It only took a sec to get rollo'ed, by Chicago

But everybody know at a Chi-Town show

they like to keep it, G-H-E-T-T-O

This time I let it go, but next time I'll have to blast ya

Cause Tash be checkin shows from Alaska to Nebraska

So if somebody ask ya - who the tightest on this?

Tell them niggaz Big Tash, and his homies Tha Liks

Chorus 2X


That's right y'all

This unity in the community night, knahmsayin?

I don't give a fuck where you from, it's party time

East coast West coast Down South we don't give a fuck

We came to get sweaty in this motherfucker

So all the ladies.. all the ladies.. hahahaha

WOO! I wish I could sing like that nigga..

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