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

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

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

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

Bitch, get a grip, love company, check it
Xzibit show you the difference between real life and a record
Makin' the moves and connections that you expected
What good is money and the fame if you respected? Check it out

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

U know, we roll so deep
Yeah, round after round in the middle of the street
'Cause you're actin' your shit don't stink

Yo, I afraid of them fuckin' invisible gats
You always bringin' out in your
My shit'll make you fold and collapse
My goal to strictly takin' the map, by any means

Hustle and make more than a her-on fiend
Keep my enemies on a first name
And hate them like a skinhead racist
Chuck 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 ain't no wit us

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

I'm from the home of the hit 'em up, only two
You some shells or you get 'em up, back in the days
There was a time there was this woman that I to keep up
But nowadays when I see you I'm 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 but straight heat
So stay the out of the way

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

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

I thought I you, keep my name out of your fuckin' mouth
But Dr. Dre, see that's exactly I'm talkin' 'bout
shit right there, that's all day long
Just stop, I gots to be alone at the top

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

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

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

U know, we roll so fuckin'
Yeah, round after round in the middle of the street
'Cause actin' like your shit don't stink, yo
Y'all ain't fuckin' X