44 lyrics for " Xzibit"

Ain't a damn thing promised to ya Except livin your life, and dyin one day, I'm just bein honest to ya It take a whole lot, just to get a little Gettin caught up in the middle the answer to life's riddles never, come that easy, but it was easy to lead
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You better get ready for the war It's so frustratin, so many hatin Somebody gon' make me break the law But I ain't waitin, there's no escapin Look ma top of the world, the best of the best King California, L-A-X Out the hood, in the penthouse, from the
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Feelin kinda rowdy, huh? Hey Now, Hey Now Can you feel the speakers jumpin Other cats surroundin' but they won't say nothin Muggin in the club like they want to do somethin All the girls mean muggin 'cause they musta seen what a girl pulled up in In the
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Addicted to life, had to pay a heavy-ass price Sacrifice worth waitin on the platinum and ice I'm precise with the merchandise, came back like Christ to change the game, while y'all niggaz remain the same Clear the lane, comin through like Kobe, you
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Round and round we go, it don't stop Till we all get dough, come on, make it hot Baby girl do the pussy pop, pussy pop Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop, pop! Lookin' good with your stink-ass Type of ass make a nigga pull it over fast Make it hot, baby
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I get the money everywhere that I go I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor Going down by the second round, all hail the underground How that sound? Xzibit backing down from a conflict Fuck the
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Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper then that) To the place where the motherfuckin' problem is at Dyin' in the fast lane (it gets deeper then that) So it all comes down to this (what?) Specialist with a hit list Right fist bomb type M.G.M. Fight
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What, yeah, yeah Black John McClane, Harold the Menace, and the Waterproof With my nigga Bud'da, on the track Golden State Warriors.. Eatin every rapper on the plate Huh, feel me I got three-oh-fo's in three-one-oh
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why'all better bewaaaaaaare of us Yeah, Stong Arm Steady One gang, four guns, how the West was won, let's go Jump if you really want it (jump) You'll catch one in yo' stomach (yeah!) When you see the Steady comin {*blam*} Loudmouths is always talkin
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You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you We cockin' them thangs Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you We ready to bang Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? Watch where you aim Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga Hunt
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