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I was voted likely to have a psychiatric evaluation
Let's the process of elimination
dedication is for niggaz with the 'Green Buddha'
The bandula, six-shooter to your suit

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

Huh, so what we lookin'
We tryin' to see some hoes to tonight
And you just tryin' to see the

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

Multiplication, division you got to break mines off
Like the U.S. government did to
Xzibit in some pussy with 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 bitch she fuckin' for free

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

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

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

And I suggest you bring a million niggaz wit it
Split it, feel it, hit it hot, look
I ain't gon' til everybody's shot
Muammar the dot, X mark the spot

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

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

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

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

Huh, Xzibit turn your vital signs to a line
Never seen a dog bite and bark at the time
Restless, rugged, relaxed
Permanently owe you motherfuckers like tax

Baseball bats and upside of your head
Homey gettin' swoll off water and bread
I got this, retaliation, for any situation I'm
And leave the stage with a standin' ovation, like

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

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