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

Some niggaz is left alone
I place you underneath the very you walkin' on
And ain't no children in this motherfucker, drop tone
got no business 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 that'll pick you up and out shoes
Xzibit bringin' new meanin' to abuse

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm the home of the hit 'em up, only two ways
You droppin' shells or you get 'em up, back in the days
There was a time there was this woman that I want to up
But nowadays when I see you I'm just 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 straight
So the fuck out of the way

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

Thangs 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 the same clout?

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

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

Still holdin ground, down, with my nigga X
Still send a couple yo' chest if you disrespect
Dr. Dre comin' back I never left
The number one ranked highest paid celebrity
That's eight digits,

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

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