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I've been way and I can't stop, ah
on the ball and I won't drop, no
Half-assed rhymes you can't watch, no
It ain't I want to it's 'cause I gotta
Get it crip while the gettin' is
Before the game is 10 percent skill and 90 percent
I need that, I don't believe that
Everybody get hurt, if I do dirt

I flirt with the idea of the game
Nah! I'ma continue to change
It take brains, balls and to get it on
And keep it on, we keepin' it movin', to his own
So I spit about it, whatever I feel it
I'm just bein' about it, X get hot nigga forget about it
Speech fail me now
Dedicated to the enemies and friends that hold me

We on line, we came to ride
We deal, we stack, we
We on the grind until we die
And back for mo', we can't get enough

Above the rest, no less
Go ahead, check the game, be my
Somethin' new and heavy to get off my chest
Win time time 'til there ain't none left
Hardhat, punch the clock, back to
I'm bigger, stronger, faster, built to
and anybody who come to my party
Like ready to get rowdy and touch somebody

Who's that nigga y'all to see? X
Often imitated, but be, X
next, collect respect like paychecks
Straight to the bank with my and have safe sex
do you believe in? I believe in
Seizin' the moment, livin' and dyin' to spit a vengeance
for redemption been around forever
Y'all cats were too blind to listen

We on line, we came to ride
We deal, we stack, we
We stay on the until we die
And back for mo', 'cause we can't get

It ain't my fault, we keep droppin'
And you can't spit like this, so I'm yo' bitch
It ain't changed, we gon' bang like this
And I'm drinkin' this fifth, we still don't take no

I got a sixth sense, that tells me you ain't worth six
I'm sick with my sixth
Whattup Doc? I'm gettin' down to
Crooked ass the to the Rampart district
Loose yourself in the music, it or lose it
Abuse it, booze it, please don't confuse it with the
man, it's the X-Man rollin'
Stand firm, solid as the I'm holdin'

mine golden, permanent state issue
Stacked with the wealth that you take witchu
Long range missile, if we got
I'ma squeeze shit and nobody gon' miss you
I'ma keep swingin' 'til the medics get you
We busy, stay off my line, you get through
Peep the from the mastermind
Yo Dre, bring that shit back one time!

We on line, we came to ride
We deal, we stack, we
We on the grind until we die
And back for mo', 'cause we can't get

We back on line, we to ride
We deal, we stack, we
We stay on the until we die
And back for mo', 'cause we can't get