xzibit snoop dogg instrumental

Lyrics:
Yeah, ladies and gentleman
Broadcasting live to you and yours
It’s Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit
Yeah, bounce it
Come on

The first day of the rest of my life
X stand behind the mic like Walker Kronkike
Y’all keep the spotlight
I’m keeping my rhymes tight
Lose sight of what you believe
And call it a night
This ain’t the light-weight, cake mix shit
That you’re used to
Teflon territory you just can’t shoot through
You gon shoot who? (Who?)
Not even on your best day
Rollin’ the Wild West way, givin’ it up
Leavin’ the whole world stuck not givin’ a f**k
Laid in the cut now we break through in the rut
Hennesy and Orange Juice baby fill up a cup
Quick to grab Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze
Loosen up, let your hair down, and join the festivities
Overcrowd the house like lockdown facilities
Bitches be quick to give me brains while I post the range
Going up and down my dick like the stock exchange

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(X) Won’t even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(X) Won’t even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family

Ever since Xzibit has spit, been on some pimp shit
Approach every woman like a potential mistress
Shine bright, make sure that X stay tight
Cause tonight I might meet my next X wife
Mr. Big Chief Reefa, Xzibit use his dick like a Visa
I run it through and money come out
Runnin’ your mouth, I’ll have somebody run in your house
Ravel your spouse and have a little fun on the couch
Now you know that it was bound to happen
I came to give you what you lackin’
Whenever you hear them other niggas rappin
Rockin’ chains, stadium, paladiums, cracked craniums
My whole skeleton is dipped in titanium
Drop tops sittin’ on twenties
Using rappers like crash test dummies
Stackin’ real estate and money
It’s funny how things change overnight
When you thinking right
I beat the odds like Ike beat on his first wife

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
[X lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

(X) Won’t even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(X) Won’t even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family

What an event?
We hardcore 100%
Making it stick, Los Angeles proudly presents
The real deal, how does it feel?
No special effects
Yank the chain off of your neck
Demand the respect
Now all your conversations sound strange to me
It be like everybody around me done changed but me
I stand alone on my own two feet
Stagger tracks, strangle the beat
Restless no time for sleep
Niggas be weak, I’m concrete like Bejamin Greet
It’s a very thin line between a foe and a friend
Straight to the chair
(Not these niggas again)
Come back, bounce in the spot and slide right in
I ain’t trying to see nothing but progress, regardless
Home of the heartless, move right, remain cautious
Represent nothing but the hustle and struggle
Hennesy, rock plenty of ice, making a double, now SCREAM

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(X) Won’t even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family

(X) Rearrange the whole game with my rugged sound
(X) Won’t even say your own name when I come around
(X) Stay on top but remain from the underground
(X) to the Z and we all in the family

[Snoop Dogg]
So there you have it
A-B-C D-P-G-C
X to the motherf**kin’ Z
Mr. Xuberant, Mr. Xtravagant
Xtrodinary, Mr. Xalata
X ‘em with a little bit of Xtasy
X-ing a bitch out if you tryna test a g
And what’s the recipe?
Xcalibur weaponary
And we shoot Xceptionally
That there is hot
X marks the spot?
F**k naw, X spots the marks
Xclamation point niggas

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Alvin Nathaniel Joiner (born September 18, 1974), better known by his stage name Xzibit, is an American rapper, actor, and television personality, who was born in Detroit, Michigan and was raised in Albuquerque, New Mexico by his father and stepmother. He is also known for hosting MTV’s Pimp My Ride. He has released a new album once every two years since his 1996 debut At the Speed of Life; his most recent Full Circle, was released in October 2006.

king tech]
One two, one two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y’all
Brought to you by the woooorrrllld famous wake-up show!

[rza]
Bobby steels, staple’ tails, mc’s get your lips stapled
Project killa hill is stamped on the map like the compass
Sacred sword play tongue-twist, piercin holes in you
You can’t escape, 70,000 kilowatts blast through your box
Woke wit alarm clocks, cars drivin slow down the block
One stopped, parks pops his trunk
Snare pops loud as glock shots
Bass like an m-80 in your face, cops stop, give us citation
We pause for radio station identification
Wake up wake up wake up!

[tech n9ne]
When I woke-up, I got the mic and never chocked up
Busted a verse and all the g’s in cali loc’ed up when I was summoned
Styles were mixed like the drummonds, killer clown is comin
Look around, your town is crumblin
This big tech from the midwest, leavin mc’s lipless
On the wake-up show, make up no, stories about my shake-up flow
Put me off in a cipher? potna, you can’t fuck wit the sniper
Your flow’s premature, clean your dirt diaper
Mic heister, psycho, alpha-schizo
Hypno, chryo-gat flow, guru and ain’t nobody tighter
Sway & tech heard me flow and it’s sealed
Now I got swedish women yelling “tech n9ne’s filled”

[eminem]
This place is my house, I might as well erase my face wit white-out
Cuz y’all can’t see me like mase’s eyebrows (where you at? )
Climped out of a nice house,
Through the front window and heard this guy shout
“hey that’s my couch, bitch!”
Pull a nine out during a rhyme bout
While I’m rippin this shit, put a clip in it spit five rounds
And murder you hoes worse than flippin a convertible
Nose first wit the top off landin upside-down
You’re tied down and duct-taped, fuck rape
I’d rather just hump a slut’s leg wit my nuts shaved
And sway & tech, two disk jokeys
Breakin so many friggin needles I wonder if they inject

[xzibit]
Lo and behold, better than platinum or gold
Yes God bless success, never forsake your soul
Xzibit take control, locked loaded and ready to roll
Play the upper hand, a man that’s never gon’ fold
Cuz your tape sucks, find a new hobby that you can take up
Or listen to my niggas tech & sway so you can wake-up
The x-man, catch me doin drills in the danger room
Big game hunting, from high-noon to the full moon

[pharoahe monch]
Wit synonyms, I get an adrenaline rush
From minimum thrusts, bust multiple assualts in small interims
As horrid as borris kolaf was
When I cut your neck, leave a little piece of flesh
So the head won’t fall off, hauled-off
Sawed-off shotgun blast, he asked
Why did he have to die like cast metal?
O, huh, c now like omar credle
We pone pedal at a high resolution
On the wake-up show wit sway, tech and dj revolution

*dj revolution scratches*

[kool g rap]
I sway the tech wit the tech and sway
Step away, wet and spray, rep the day
Who over debt to pay get swept away
Across the whole board like checker play
When I blaze your whole sect’ arrays
Wake-up show for those slept away
Niggas that the trey, hit the deck and pray
Dj revolution, spinnin like lead from out the heck-ak
Tearin your neck away, flood up the street wit bloody decora’
Until the head of jake investigate

[jayo felony]
What? sway can give it to you, but whatcha gon’ do wit it
Tech can give it to you, but whatcha gon’ do?
Rev can give it to you, but whatcha gon’ do wit it
I can give it to you, wha wha wha what what!

[chino xl]
Yo yo chino makes the world go ’round
Fuckin up entire record companies like harrel did to motown
Vominous talk, poison pen, hominous walk
What flow will I destroy wit this time, the most commonest thought
The drama that’s brought, caught us in a midst of sibling rivalry
For instance, there’s nothing in existence that can survive wit me
Clone me like sheep, I clean house like tony rand-all
Wit style filed for sexual harrassment like tisha camp-bell
You’re wack like will smith, your rhyme style is pansy
I fuckin murder your young style like jonbenet ramsey
Now who the master to beg? your demo gets passed on the reg’
You shouldn’t have been signed if you had a white cast on your leg
I’m wake-up show reppin wit sway & tech
My tec’s like tekken, the industry weapon
I’m chino x, bring krs in

[krs-one]
De de de de de de da di day, krs-one comin wit the tech & sway
Yo, I rock up the littlest set, and on the biggest set
As ill as it gets I still manage to wiggle your neck wit sweat
Never forget, the bigger the budget the bigger the debt
You gotta be willin to rock in the middle of dry and in the middle of wet
But I’m willin to bet, on a sway & a tech
They stay in effect, never been a pain in the neck, they gainin respect
Nevertheless I wreck you, now you know what sway & tech do
I’ll be back but for now just sackle!
Fresh, for ninety-nine you suckas

Xzibit – Heart of man taken from the album “man vs machine”.

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