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Most get it confused right? Huh
think it's all chronic
And trees out this muh'fucka
and bikinis, listen, huh

Some niggaz is left alone
I place you underneath the ground you walkin' on
And ain't no children in this motherfucker, drop tone
Ain't got no business fuckin' with no microphones

So yo it's me against the world and ain't got to lose
My heavy artillery built to the masses move
I carry tools that'll pick you up and out your
Xzibit bringin' new to alcohol abuse

I wanna fall up in the where all the bitches at
Holdin' somethin' heavy to help you straighten out your
A couple of drinks and I you over the kitchen sink
So you think, I owe you somethin' bitch for fuckin' me?

Bitch, get a grip, misery company, check it
Xzibit show you the difference real life and makin' a record
Makin' the moves and that you never expected
What good is money and the fame if you never Check it out

U know, who's these fuckin' streets
You get involved, you gettin with the heat nigga
Don't be actin like shit don't stink, c'mon
Y'all ain't fuckin' X

U know, we roll so fuckin'
Yeah, round after round in the middle of the niggaz
'Cause you're actin' like your don't stink

Yo, I ain't afraid of them fuckin' gats
You always bringin' out in raps
My quickly make you fold and collapse
My goal to takin' over the map, by any means

Hustle and make more tracks a her-on fiend
Keep my on a first name basis
And hate them niggaz like a racist
Chuck Taylors and fat

Stompin' through y'all turf
I worse than actual childbirth
A chick can my dick til the big squirt
The song work, so ain't no wit us

Findin' out where you rest your head and I'm it up
The remains that's left behind can fit in a cup
You your luck
You makin' yourselves to touch

I'm the home of the hit 'em up, only two ways
You droppin' some shells or you get 'em up, in the days
There was a there was this woman that I want to keep up
But nowadays when I see you I'm just tryin' to so check it out

U know, who's runnin' these streets
The king of West coast gangsta beats, niggaz
Always droppin' off but straight heat
So stay the out of the way

U know, we so fuckin' deep
Round after in the middle of the street, niggaz
'Cause you're actin' your shit don't stink
Y'all ain't fuckin' Dre

just ain't the same since he came out
Two thousand and one, came, blew the out
I heard you was hot your flame out
And got the nerve to believe you the same clout?

I thought I you, keep my name out of your fuckin' mouth
But Dr. Dre, see that's exactly what I'm talkin'
That right there, that's all day long
Just don't stop, I gots to be at the top

Forever ready and locked, with niggaz that'll circle yo' block
And let 'em pop til some get dropped
It's Doc Holiday in the
Still hold it down, represent, the West

Still holdin ground, touchin' down, with my X
Still send a couple yo' chest if you disrespect
Dr. Dre comin' back shit I left
The number one ranked highest paid celebrity
That's digits, motherfuckers

U know, who's runnin' these fuckin'
You get involved, you gettin' slapped with the nigga
Don't be actin like your shit don't stink,
Y'all ain't with X

U know, we roll so fuckin'
Yeah, round after in the middle of the street niggaz
'Cause you're actin' like your shit stink, yo
ain't fuckin' with X