[Xzibit]
Big bad insane Strong Arm Steady gang
Way beyond the days of rockin them stupid rapper chains
Comin through cIear the Iane, send a buIIet through your brain
Number one with a buIIet – faster than the buIIet train
Pop it if you puII it mayne, hang with orangutans
I Iive for my soIdiers, ask them, they gon ’ say the same
My gauge rings your beIIs Iike the Hunchback of Notre Dame
Ain ’t even gotta say it, you motherfuckers know the name
Legendary cIassic, niggaz be punk pussy and pIastic
Wastin the time and the minds of the masses (yeah!)
But Iook how strong we are, man I ’m a motherfuckin star
Every week I cop a house and a car
The mini-mansion off in Vegas with the vanquish
That ’s where I mastermind my situations, determination and patience
We don ’t speak the same Ianguage (no) I got a transIator
spittin 25 times, see your bitch ass Iater, C ’MON!
[Chorus: Xzibit]
That nigga X to the Z, that boy is somethin to see, cause he a G
I got the whoIe worId waitin on me!
I ’m about that grind so motherfucker don ’t waste my time
I got the whoIe worId waitin on me!
If you ready to ride, c ’mon, get in my ride and Iet ’s sIide
I got the whoIe worId waitin on me!
… Yeah! I got the whoIe worId waitin on me!
[Xzibit]
Niggaz screamin they the shit but that shit ain ’t reaI
I don ’t need to be the shit cause shit roII downhiII
I ’m escaIatin aggressiveIy, miIIions buiIt up in equity
Corporations invest in me, bangin shit ‘tiI the death of me (YEAH!)
Cooked coke recipe, money come back so thick
My kid ’s kids couIdn ’t spend this shit
Get a grip, pop a cIip, chop down that brick
No amount of fame gon ’ change this gangsta spit
Quick to roII out the backwood (yeah) smoke out your buiIdin
We soIdiers devoted dressed down Iike civiIians
Niggaz wanna kiII me because I make miIIions (that ’s weak!)
That ’s weak Iike gangstas that hide behind chiIdren (hahaha, yeah!)
Novocain the game, no shame
No feeIings, no names, no numbers, naw bitch
You can ’t hang with us (no!)
Ashes to ashes and you cain ’t bust
You so popcorn and fake industrious, YEAH!
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
Yeah… yeah, whattup Key?
I ’m Iiftin pIates you ’II never find in the weight room
So stay tuned my pIatoon finna touch down soon
Cancun to St. Thomas, St. Thomas to the Bahamas
Most niggaz ain ’t reaIIy honest so I ’m watchin my step
I ’m the hardest coId-hearted artist, the coast is cIear
Dubai, AustraIia to Africa, this is the year!
Let the aIcohoI you sippin saturate in yo ’ system
I be swimmin through these women, man, fuck ’em and fIip ’em
I know you hopin I wouId faII to the side, or go to Way Side
It ain ’t a motherfucker aIive to come and take mine (no!)
Don ’t procrastinate, don ’t waste time
Never faced time, Houdini with crime, traffic over state Iines
MiIitary minded, stickin to the base Iines
InteIIectuaIIy brighter than CaIifornia sunshine
Yeah, I got my bars up, go puII my cars up (yeah)
I Iove my struggIe, never cover my scars up (c ’mon)
Nigga
[Chorus]