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

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

So yo it's me against the world and got shit to lose
My heavy built to make the masses move
I carry tools that'll you up and out your shoes
Xzibit bringin' new meanin' to abuse

I wanna fall up in the 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 you think, I owe you somethin' bitch for fuckin' me?

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

U know, who's runnin' these fuckin'
You get involved, you 'slapped with the heat nigga
Don't be actin like your shit don't stink,
Y'all ain't 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 of them fuckin' invisible gats
You always bringin' out in your
My shit'll quickly you fold and collapse
My goal to strictly takin' the map, by any means

Hustle and make more tracks than a her-on
my enemies on a first name basis
And them niggaz like a skinhead racist
Chuck and fat laces

Stompin' hoes y'all turf
I hurt worse than childbirth
A chick can my dick til the big squirt
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 pressin' your
You yourselves 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 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' these fuckin'
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 fuckin'
Round round in the middle of the street, niggaz
'Cause you're actin' like your shit don't
Y'all fuckin' with Dre

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

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

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

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

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