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

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

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

I wanna up in the spot where all the bitches at
Holdin' somethin' to help you straighten out your back
A of drinks 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
show you the difference between real life and makin' a record
Makin' the moves and connections you never expected
good is money and the fame if you never respected? Check it out

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

U know, we so fuckin' deep
Yeah, round after in the middle of the street niggaz
'Cause actin' like your shit don't stink

Yo, I ain't afraid of them invisible gats
You always out in your raps
My shit'll quickly make you and collapse
My goal to strictly over the map, by any means

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

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

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

I'm from the home of the hit 'em up, only two
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 I see you I'm just tryin' to fuck so check it out

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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