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Most niggaz get it right? Huh
They think all chronic
And trees out this muh'fucka
and bikinis, listen, huh

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hustle and make more than 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 worse than actual childbirth
A chick can suck my til the big squirt
The work, so ain't no playin wit us

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

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 to keep up
But nowadays when I see you I'm tryin' to fuck so check it out

U know, who's runnin' these streets
The king of these West coast beats, niggaz
Always droppin' off nothin' but straight
So the fuck out of the way

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

Thangs just ain't the same he came out
Two and one, came, blew the game out
I you was hot blew your flame out
And got the nerve to believe you hold the same

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

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

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

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