shit! Ready to eat niggaz up, beat they ass and e'rything, son. I'ma prove this shit, right here. Me and my nigga. What!? [Movie Sample] Violence and
And again and again and again And again and again and again Won't stop, it can't stop Won't stop, can't stop [Mase] Double Up, Bad Boy Double Up, H-world
dare? (Truth). You was gobblin' up a gang of shit on the down low, mister phisticated top rated gettin' headphones. Now it's on and I lay back watch'em jock, go up and
boyz just actin Run up on my click and get dat Instant Split Action Me and my dawgs don't see nobody stop runnin ya mouf and make it happen [Background
Tephlon pajama set, truck armor neck neck arm, weigh your head Move a A-Bomb, get drunk and paint the whole town red Fuck a 5-0, hydro and perfume bottles
drive a drop top red phantom, And my bed got them super size Gucci spreads, Pull up to the hood, Stop and let them jock Gucci, Broads jock Gucci, cause
was in your heart When it stopped going The whole world shook A storm was blowing through you Waiting for God to stop this And up to your neck in darkness
your fuckin neck to the shit I'm on Yeah! [Chorus: Xzibit] Six-four, chromed out, ragtop ROLLIN Get your weight up, cause X can't stop ROLLIN Niggaz
Tell Them Other Chicks Mind They Own Business And Let Us Do Our Thang I Gotcha Open, Ya Open, Strokin, Now Ya Soakin Wet And I'm Not From Texas But I
don't give a damn Kid, I am the man that you think you are 5'5" and throwing hooks like Abdul-Jabbar Servin' these kids like pediatrics, practice the tactics And
't stop These hoes is comin from all around and stay flexin Wit their tight leather outfits and lookin sexin They got extensions in their hair wit the gold mouth And
when I rip their neck When I let loose hoe Deuce-0 block props got cops on our jocks, But popping shots will not stop Slap a scrap off the map when I
and attack, never fear cause our words is clear What's been done can't be undone Son, we can't care Cause the last days and times are surely here Snakes
I want to do is just tell them cats On the real, keep your game high man, keep it up Word up, never stop your goals man, yaknowhatI'msayin? (For real baby) And
black cloud in my dollar signs and be a victim of a violent crime For real The flows is death defyin Act real and ya neck be flyin Brains and guts like
I glide the entire map With the frequent four alarm fire, rap straight up Put weight down, fuck around, you ate up And nigga when I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up
every time it's played I chill in def leathers pure silks and suede And the gold around my neck will never fade Down with my Syndicate organized rhyme Kickin' def tempos that I design And
't a possible reason I can think of To let you walk up out this house and let you live Tears stream down both of my cheeks, then I let you go and just give And
