Original text Lyrics:
[Xzibit]
Yeah, yeah!
Yeah, we keep it bouncin like this
Yeah, huh, we keep it movin like
Listen, listen, look..
The most wanted man in America, I +Soul Assassinate+ your character
Quickly embarass ya as easy as fuck!
Pressin my buttons nigga is just like pressin your luck
China-white, a hundred percent, pure uncut
Detonate, Little Kuwait, I'm blowin shit up
Go ahead, make your mistake, and throw that punch
I'ma pull this forty-four Mag and make you strip
then walk down the street naked, some gangsta shit
Make it complete, I yell dance, shoot at your feet (Dance nigga!)
Niggaz be weak, I found out you talk in your sleep
Since you a bitch, you came back, went in for more cash
Baseball both of your legs, I'll trip on your ass
[Chorus: Xzibit]
You never stop me cause you movin too slow
And we not the motherfuckers that you thinkin you know
It ain't the dollars it's the principle of it so love it or leave it
Forever hardcore, so you better believe it
In all black, full metal jackets that make you move back
Move units the same way I used to move crack
You never stop me cause you movin too slow
And we not the motherfuckers that you thinkin you know
[Xzibit]
Yeah, yeah, most of the time I'm totin a nine
in my waistline or behind this close to my spine
I write these, negative fines, and heat for lines
Last seen in a black trenchcoat, at Columbine
Peep the design, make your remains hard to find
I ain't afraid to exchange fire, just cross this line
Most niggaz got guns but still don't know how to aim right
I remain tight, sleep in a coffin, avoidin daylight
[Chorus]
[King Tee]
We sit upon a plateau, with guns and cash flow
Sadaam and Castro, terror to the last blow
I mash dough and half these cats you ass slow
It's relative, and all positively negative
It's like, cuz flashin his gat, thinkin he cute
while I'm paranoid, cookin that loot, urgin to shoot
+Assassinate+ the +Soul+ and bring life
A fascinatin flow by King Trife, listen
I'm in a fucked up position, my baby momma keep bitchin
Niggaz is dry snitchin, and switchin
Not to mention, my cousin cookin crack in my kitchen
So why the fuck you think my braincells keep flippin?
Plus most niggaz round these parts got weak hearts
Call theyselves thugs when they let the heat spark
You mark, cross me and pay that tax
Punch you in the mouth and take that gat, motherfucker!
[Chorus 2X]
Lyrics Comment:
[Xzibit]
Yes ah, yes ah!
Yes, we maintain such a bouncin
Ah, ah, we would like to keep movin
Listen, listen, and look forward to ..
People most in need in the United States, the soul of my character assassination + + you
DERA fast as simple as hell!
Pressure button nigga I like your luck pressure
China's white, two types of 100% pure
Detonation, small Kuwait, I wind the feces
Come on, make your mistakes out of the press
I pull the 44 magic, so you Strip
And then walk naked in the streets, some gang dog feces
So complete, I am loud dance, shoot at your feet (Dance nigga!)
Niggaz weak, I find that you sleep with you
Since you bitch, you came back, went into more cash
Baseball your two legs, I would like to visit your ass
[Chorus: Xzibit]
You will never stop me cause you movin too slow
We are not thinkin You know you motherfuckers
This is not the principle of U.S. dollars, like it or leave it
Always the core, so you'd better believe it
In all black, full metal jacket, can let you back
Mobile units in the same way I use mobile crack
You will never stop me cause you movin too slow
We are not thinkin You know you motherfuckers
[Xzibit]
Yes ah, yes ah, most of the time I totin 9
In my waistline or behind close to my spine
I write these, negative fines, hot line
The last time to see a black trenchcoat, at Columbine High
Peep at the design, so that you can still be difficult to find
I am not afraid of fire, just cross the line
Most niggaz a gun, but still do not know how to correct the target
I am still nervous, sleep in a coffin, avoidin daylight
[Chorus]
[King links]
We are sitting on a platform, with the guns and cash flow
Sadaam and Castro, the last fight against terror
I mash dough and half these cats you ass slow
This is relative, and all the positive negative
It's like, cuz flashin his water, thinkin he cute
Although I am paranoid, predatory Nanta, urgin film
+ Assassination + of + + the life and soul
Afghanistan mobile fascinatin King Trife, listen to
I have the location of sexual intercourse, mother to keep my children bitchin
Niggaz dry snitchin, and switchin
Not to mention, my cousin Nanta crack in my kitchen
So why in the hell do you think my braincells keep flippin
Most niggaz round with a weak heart in these areas
When they call rogue theyselves so hot sparks
You mark, cross me and pay taxes
Chong your mouth, take this water, motherfucker!
[Chorus 2 times]
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