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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Xzibit
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alvin Joiner
Songwriter
Dana Stinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dana Stinson
Producer
Jim McCrone
Assistant Engineer
Greg Burns
Assistant Engineer
Danny Romero
Mixing Engineer
Lance Pierre
Recording Engineer
Richard "Segal" Huredia
Recording Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho'
Please stop runnin' yo' mouth, let's go
Actin' like you've never seen a dick befo'
All these bitches in here
Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho'
Please stop runnin' yo' mouth, let's go
Actin' like you've never seen a dick befo'
All these bitches in here
Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho'
Please stop runnin' yo' mouth, let's go
Actin' like you've never seen a dick befo'
All these bitches in here
Will the real X to the Z please stand up?
With my niggaz and my guns, not givin' a fuck
Stickin' 'em up at point blank range
They say the more things change, they stayin' the same
I can't complain
Type of shit that make you wish you was dead
Make you bite the curb and stomp down on the back of your head
Blow it out like a afro pick
Attract bitches like flies to shit
Pop pills and ride the dick
Niggaz can't swing this quick, I'm Dark McGwire
Bangin' shit over the fence with Rocwilder
Listen, niggaz do anything for a dollar, even
Killin' they own, let it be known, it's like
It ain't safe where I'm from
Niggaz start beef never knowin' the outcome
Rather be caught with it than caught without one
Leave it alone because the life that you save might be your own
It ain't safe where I'm from
Niggaz start beef never knowin' the outcome
Rather be caught with it than caught without one
Leave it alone because the life that you save might be your own
I'm pullin' pistols if you don't break bread
Mr. Wrong Side of the bed only get excited for head
Now print this in your industry books
If it wasn't for crooks you niggaz'd still sport the Jordache look
Hit the switch, Front 2 Back, side to side
Natural Born Killers never let shit slide
Never rely on the next man to swing for you
A rock and a hard place, duck between the two
And y'all bitches just somethin' to do, don't get it twisted
You're Easy Like Sunday Mornin' and shopliftin'
It go simple as that, I'm never givin' half to a rat
I'd rather bam in your face with a bat
You get tied down to the tracks
Used to make a living cookin' coke to crack, now I can't turn back
This is holocaust rap nigga, overreact
And I'ma bring it to yo' chest like an asthma attack, ya heard?
It ain't safe where I'm from
Niggaz start beef never knowin' the outcome
Rather be caught with it than caught without one
Leave it alone because the life that you save might be your own
Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho'
Please stop runnin' yo' mouth, let's go
Actin' like you've never seen a dick befo'
All these bitches in here
Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho'
Please stop runnin' yo' mouth, let's go
Actin' like you've never seen a dick befo'
All these bitches in here
Writer(s): Alvin Joiner, Dana Stinson
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