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Artist/Band: 
Xzibit 
Lyrics for Song: U Know(Ft.Dr.Dre) 
Lyrics for Album: Restless [2000]
  
               
  16686>[Xzibit]
  Most niggaz get it confused right? Huh
  They think it's all chronic and palm trees out this muh'fucka
  Bitches and bikinis, listen, huh
 
 
  Some niggaz is better left alone
  I place you underneath the very ground you walkin on
  And ain't no children in this motherfucker, drop your tone
  Ain't got no business even FUCKIN with no microphones
  So yo it's me against the world, and ain't got shit to lose
  My heavy artillery built to make the masses move
  I carry tools that'll pick you up and out your shoes
  Xzibit bringin new meanin to alcohol abuse
  I wanna fall up in the spot where all the bitches at
  Holdin somethin heavy to help you straighten out your back
  A couple of drinks and I bend you over the kitchen sink
  So what you think I owe you somethin bitch for fuckin me?
  (BITCH) Get a grip, misery love company, check it
  Xzibit show you the difference between real life and makin a record
  Makin the moves and connections that you never expected
  What good is money and the fame if you never respected?
  Check it out
 
 
  [Chorus]
  You know, who's runnin these fuckin streets
  (You get involved, you gettin slapped with the heat nigga)
  Don't be actin like your shit don't stink (c'mon)
  Y'all ain't fuckin with X
  You know, we roll so fuckin deep
  (Yeah round after round in the middle of the street niggaz)
  Cause you're actin like your shit don't stink
 
 
  [Xzibit]
  Yo, I ain't afraid of them fuckin invisible gats
  you always bringin out in your raps
  My shit'll quickly make you fold and collapse
  My goal to strictly takin over the map, by any means
  Hustle and make more tracks than a her-on fiend
  Keep my enemies on a first name basis
  and hate them niggaz like a skinhead racist
  Chuck Taylors and fat laces
  Stompin hoes through y'all turf
  I hurt worse than natural childbirth
  A chick can suck my dick til the big squirt (AH-AHH!)
  The song work, so ain't no playin wit us
  Findin out where you rest your head and I'm sprayin it up
  The remains that's left behind can probably fit in a cup
  You pressin your luck, you makin yourselves easy to touch
  I'm from the home of the hit 'em up, only two ways
  You droppin some shells or you get 'em up, back in the days
  there was a time there was this woman that I want to keep up
  but nowadays when I see you I'm just tryin to fuck
  so check it out
 
 
  [Chorus]
  You know, who's runnin these fuckin streets
  (The king of these West coast gangsta beats, niggaz)
  Always droppin off nothin but straight heat
  so stay the fuck out of the way
  You know, we roll so fuckin deep
  (Round after round in the middle of the street niggaz)
  Cause you're actin like your shit don't stink
  Y'all ain't fuckin with Dre
 
 
  [Dr. Dre]
  Thangs just ain't the same since he came out
  Two thousand and one, came blew the game out
  I heard you was hot {*huff*} blew your flame out
  And got the nerve to believe you hold the same cloud?
  I thought I told you, keep my name out of your fuckin mouth
  (But Dr. Dre!) See that's exactly what I'm talkin bout
  That shit right there, that's all day long
  Just don't stop, I gots to be alone at the top
  Forever ready loaded and locked, with niggaz that'll circle yo' block
  and let 'em pop til some bodies get dropped
  It's Doc Holiday in the flesh
  (Still) hold it down, represent, resurrect the West
  (Still) holdin ground, touchin down, with my nigga X
  (Still) send a couple through yo' chest if you disrespect
  Dr. Dre comin back (shit) I never left
  The number one ranked highest paid celebrity guest
  That's eight digits, motherfuckers
 
 
  [Chorus]
  You know, who's runnin these fuckin streets
  (You get involved, you gettin slapped with the heat nigga)
  Don't be actin like your shit don't stink (c'mon)
  Y'all ain't fuckin with X
  You know, we roll so fuckin deep
  (Yeah round after round in the middle of the street niggaz)
  Cause you're actin like your shit don't stink (YO)
  Y'all ain't fuckin with X
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| Album Lyrics: Restless [2000] | 
 
   Xzibit 
"Restless [2000]"
 
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