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Most get it confused right? Huh
They think all chronic
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 world and ain't got to lose
My heavy artillery built to make the move
I carry tools that'll pick you up and out shoes
Xzibit new meanin' to alcohol abuse

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

Bitch, get a grip, misery love company, 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 with the nigga
Don't be actin like your shit don't stink,
Y'all ain't with X

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

Yo, I ain't afraid of them fuckin' gats
You always bringin' out in 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 enemies on a first basis
And hate niggaz like a skinhead racist
Chuck Taylors and fat

hoes through y'all turf
I worse than actual childbirth
A chick can suck my 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 left behind can probably fit in a cup
You pressin' your
You yourselves easy to touch

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

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

U know, we roll so deep
Round round in the middle of the street, niggaz
'Cause you're like your shit don't stink
ain't fuckin' with Dre

Thangs just ain't the 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 hold the same

I thought I told you, keep my out of your fuckin' mouth
But Dr. Dre, see that's exactly what I'm talkin'
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 niggaz that'll circle yo'
And let 'em pop til some bodies get
It's Doc Holiday in the
hold it down, represent, resurrect the West

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

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

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