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I was voted likely to have a psychiatric evaluation
start the process of elimination
This is for niggaz with the 'Green Buddha'
The bandula, six-shooter to suit coolers

Now how this feel? black steel up in your grill
This hollow point lead be your last meal
Say your prayers, say your
Pieces of your is found in a hundred different places

Huh, so we lookin' like?
We tryin' to see some hoes to fuck
And you just to see the afterlife

Make a decision before we have a head-on
me spend the rest of my life in prison
See I can play the cards I was given

Multiplication, division whatever you got to mines off
Like the U.S. did to Microsoft
Like Xzibit in some pussy the lights turned off
It's

I'm just livin' to fulfill my
I'm just tryin' to the best of things
None of y'all can't take shit me
Life's a she ain't fuckin' for free

So I'ma ride til the fall off
While all the rest get weak and go
You're petite style, can get you beat
My heat's loud, you huggin' on the street now

Niggaz keep me how does it feel?
How does what Not havin' to scrape for a meal
Not bein' down to a fucked up deal
The biggest man in Los is not Shaquille

We had to the wheel, draft new blueprints
a whole album, spent half what you spent
Then sent the rest to my to invest wit it
Custom fitted, if you want it nigga, and get it

And I suggest you bring a niggaz runnin' wit it
it, feel it, hit it it's hot, look
I ain't gon' stop til everybody's
Muammar Khadaf's the dot, X mark the

With an to your head, left for dead
Fuck the feds, flee the country then some dreads
I suggest you your distance, for instance, the same distance
It takes to get to the solar system, motherfucker

I'm just to fulfill my dreams
I'm just tryin' to have the of things
None of y'all can't shit from me
Life's a bitch she ain't for free

So I'ma ride til the fall off
all the rest get weak and go soft
You're petite style, can get you down
My heat's loud, have you on the street now

Strike one, when a nigga shit with his hands
Strike two, gettin'
In the place with your pants down
Strike three, tryin' to with the D-O-double-G
DRE, or any of my Alkaholik

Huh, Xzibit turn vital signs to a straight line
Never seen a dog bite and bark at the same
Restless, rugged, never
owe you motherfuckers backs like tax

Baseball bats and bricks of your head
Homey still gettin' off water and bread
I got this, retaliation, for any I'm facin'
And the stage with a standin' ovation, it's like

I'm livin' to fulfill my dreams
I'm just tryin' to have the best of
None of y'all can't take from me
Life's a bitch she fuckin' for free

So I'ma ride til the fall off
all the rest get weak and go soft
You're style, can get you beat down
My loud, have you huggin' on the street now