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

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

So yo me against the world and ain't got shit to lose
My artillery built to make the masses move
I carry that'll 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 sink
So what you think, I owe you somethin' for fuckin' me?

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

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

U know, we roll so deep
Yeah, round after in the middle of the street niggaz
'Cause you're actin' like your shit stink

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

Hustle and more tracks than a her-on fiend
Keep my enemies on a first basis
And hate them niggaz like a racist
Taylors and fat laces

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

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

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

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

U know, we roll so fuckin'
Round round in the middle of the street, niggaz
'Cause you're actin' like your shit stink
Y'all fuckin' with Dre

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

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

Forever ready loaded and locked, 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, resurrect the

holdin ground, touchin' down, with my nigga X
Still send a couple through yo' chest if you
Dr. Dre comin' back shit I never
The number one highest paid celebrity guest
eight digits, motherfuckers

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

U know, we so fuckin' deep
Yeah, round round in the middle of the street niggaz
'Cause you're actin' like your don't stink, yo
Y'all ain't with X