X lyrics

Artist  : Xzibit 
Song : X
 


Artist: Xzibit f/ Snoop Dogg
Album:
Restless
Song: X
Typed by:
Ghettofabulous98
hotmail.com

Yeah,
ladies and gentleman
Broadcastin live to you
and yours
It's Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit
Yeah,
bouncin, c'mon

The first day of the rest of
my life
X stand behind the mic like Walker
Cronkite
Y'all keep the spotlight, I'm keepin
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
fuck
Laid in the cut, now we break through in
the rut
Hennesey 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
Goin up and
down my dick like the stock exchange

1 -
(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

Repeat 1

Ever since Xzibit
could 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 ex-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 niggaz
rappin
Rockin chains, stadium, paladiums,
cracked craniums
My whole skeleton is dipped
in titanium
Drop top tinted on
twenties
Using rappers like crash test
dummies
Stackin real estate and money
It's
funny how things change overnight when you
thinkin right
I beat the odds like Ike beat on
his first wife

Repeat 1 (2x)

What an
event, we hardcore a 100%
Makin 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
Stab a
track, strangle the beat
Restless no time for
sleep
Niggas be weak, I'm concrete like
Benjamin Grier
It's a very thin line between a
foe and a friend
Straight to the chin (Not
these niggas again)
Come back, bounce in the
spot and slide right in
I ain't tryin 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

Repeat 1
(2x)

[Snoop Dogg]
So there you have it;
A-B-C, D-P-G-C
X to the motherfuckin Z
Mr.
Xuberant, Xtravagant, Xtrordinary, Xciting,
X-a-lotta
X-O with a little bit of
Xtasy
X-ing your bitch-ass out if you tryin to
test the G
And what's the recipe? Xcalibur
weaponry
And we shoot Xceptionally
That
there is hot- X marks the spot?
Fuck naw, X
spots the marks
Xclamation point, niggaz!