Most niggaz get it right? Huh They think it's all And trees out this muh'fucka and bikinis, listen, huh
Some is better left alone 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 world and ain't got to lose My heavy artillery to make the masses move I carry tools pick you up and out your shoes Xzibit new meanin' 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 drinks and I you over the kitchen sink So you think, I owe you somethin' bitch for fuckin' me?
Bitch, get a grip, love company, check it Xzibit show you the difference between real life and makin' a Makin' the moves and connections that you never 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 nigga Don't be actin like shit don't stink, c'mon Y'all fuckin' with X
U know, we so fuckin' deep Yeah, round after round in the middle of the niggaz 'Cause you're like your shit don't stink
Yo, I ain't afraid of them fuckin' gats You bringin' out in your raps My shit'll quickly you fold and collapse My goal to strictly takin' over the map, by any
Hustle and make more tracks a her-on fiend Keep my on a first name basis And hate them niggaz like a racist Taylors and fat laces
Stompin' through y'all turf I hurt worse than childbirth A chick can suck my til the big squirt The song work, so no playin 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 pressin' luck You yourselves easy to touch
I'm from the of the hit 'em up, only two ways You droppin' some shells or you get 'em up, back in the 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' these fuckin' The king of West coast gangsta beats, niggaz Always droppin' off but straight heat So the fuck out of the way
U know, we so fuckin' deep Round after round in the 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 your out And got the nerve to believe you hold the same
I thought I told you, keep my name out of 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 to be alone at the top
Forever ready loaded and locked, with niggaz that'll circle yo' And let 'em pop til bodies get dropped Doc Holiday 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 I never left The one ranked highest paid celebrity guest eight digits, motherfuckers
U know, who's runnin' these fuckin' You get involved, you gettin' slapped with the heat Don't be actin like shit don't stink, c'mon Y'all ain't with X
U know, we so fuckin' deep Yeah, round after in the middle of the street niggaz 'Cause you're actin' like your don't stink, yo Y'all fuckin' with X