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Out of a crowd, picking 'em out, and what? Digging 'em out to kicking 'em out, and what? Surviving the game is what it's about, and what? I'm running this bitch, you running your mouth, then what? If I keep dropping heat this hard, what? The fucking devil gonna be out of a jar, and what? Rakim conversation with God, what? I'm so hard with a quad in the prison yard Magic Johnson need to run for mayor Lil Kim sold me some pussy, but I ain't pay her You can, hate me now or hate me later I'm a instigator, what? a instigator It's the, MVPs and SUVs We don't, take no shit, take yo' shit Leave a, hole in your face size on Grand Canyon Head between your knees, prepare for crash landing Hand 'em out is not my style You done, fucked up now but don't look down We too, high up fo' yo' bricks to get to See the skid marks from the shit I've been through How that sound? smack me around Like the national death, nah it's not goin' down Speak yo' mind but watch yo' mouth You big sis but no dollars, so that don't count, nigga Who wanna get involved with us? Break down bitches, ball with us Hit a couple of corners, crawl with us No matter how you bust, you ain't hard as us It's not, what you say, but how you spit it It's not, what you got, but how you get it Come on, Golden State done finally did it What made y'all think, y'all could fuck wit Xzibit? Lights, camera, action, show time We bust shit back in no time Yo' kind can't fuck with my kind You must be losin' your mind Lights, camera, action, show time We bust shit back in no time Yo' kind can't fuck with my kind You must be losin' your mind Lift off a mark, inhale exhaust Can never come off soft, I cover the cost Get lost in the sauce and the city niggas believe me Pimpin' ain't easy, fat meat be greasy Hoes can't walk right, pigs never fly straight What that West like, we rise like the birth rate First taste of the future, we all hands on Amputating Satan's last legs to stand on Head strong re-match, dollar for dollar, bullet for bullet Niggas don't want it, then don't pull it Don't shoot it, mind polluted, deeply rooted Cock back, ready to rock, time to do it Who wanna get involved with us? Break down bitches, ball with us Hit a couple of corners, crawl with us No matter how you bust, you ain't hard as us It's not, what you say, but how you spit it It's not, what you got, but how you get it Come on, Golden State done finally did it What made y'all think, y'all could fuck with Xzibit? Back for more, watch me score, with what? With any whore that wanna explore, with what? The ups the downs, the ins the outs, then what? Kicking that ass, dick in your mouth, so what? Piss on ya chest, and put it on tape, now what? Have all these bitches calling it rape, and what? Slicker than that, so pump your brakes, and what? Indite it, fight it, settle the case, what? Who wanna get involved with us? Break down bitches, ball with us Hit a couple of corners, crawl with us No matter how you bust, you ain't hard as us It's not, what you say, but how you spit it It's not, what you got, but how you get it Come on, Golden State done finally did it What made y'all think, y'all could fuck with Xzibit? Lights, camera, action, show time We bust shit back in no time Yo' kind can't fuck with my kind You must be losin' your mind Lights, camera, action, show time We bust shit back in no time Yo' kind can't fuck with my kind You must be losin' your mind
Writer(s): Andre Romell Young, Michael A. Elizondo Jr., Theron Otis Feemster, Alvin Joiner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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