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

Some niggaz is better alone
I place you underneath the very you walkin' on
And no children in this motherfucker, drop your tone
Ain't got no business even with no microphones

So yo me against the world and ain't got shit to lose
My heavy artillery to make the masses move
I carry tools pick you up and out your shoes
Xzibit bringin' new meanin' to alcohol

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

Bitch, get a grip, love company, check it
Xzibit show you the difference between real and makin' a record
Makin' the moves and connections you never expected
What good is money and the fame if you never respected? it out

U know, who's runnin' these fuckin'
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 deep
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' invisible
You always bringin' out in your
My shit'll quickly make you fold and
My goal to strictly over the map, by any means

Hustle and make more tracks than a her-on
my enemies on a first name basis
And hate them like a skinhead racist
Taylors and fat laces

Stompin' through y'all turf
I worse than actual childbirth
A chick can my dick til the big squirt
The song work, so no playin wit us

Findin' out you rest your head and I'm sprayin it up
The remains that's left can probably fit in a cup
You pressin' your
You makin' yourselves easy to

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

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

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

Thangs just the same since he came out
Two thousand and one, came, blew the out
I heard you was hot blew your out
And got the nerve to you hold the same clout?

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

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

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

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

U know, we so fuckin' deep
Yeah, round after round in the middle of the street
'Cause you're actin' like your shit stink, yo
Y'all fuckin' with X