Artist/Band: 
Xzibit 
Lyrics for Song: D.N.A. (Ft.Snoop Dogg) 
Lyrics for Album: Restless [2000]
  
               
  200>[X] Drugs-N-Alkahol baby! Ahhh!
  [S] Uhh.. mm that's funky.. ohh!
 
 
  [Xzibit]
  Huh, I'm Mr. What-The-Fuck-You-Lookin-At
  I'm Mr. Quick-To-Run-And-Get-The-Gat
  Treat you like the hoosd like a diplomat
  Xzibit used to push a 'llac, now I'm Range Rovin'
  Takin over never sober, bear witness like Jehovah
  Enemies fall like October
  Restless standin tall like a soldier
  We thick like the first Motorola brick cellular phones
  cut to the bone, celebratin "Dre Day"
  Love it or leave it alone (ha hah)
  Just consider me the heir to the throne
  The lifestyle of the savage and well known protectin my owns
  Rolling stone bringin it home, time for transition
  Don't talk too loud, you might find yourself missin
  Look into my eyes, all you see is will to survive
  by any means, retreatin to the Phillipines
  to meditate, liftin train like a heavyweight
  Hit you and run with a California license plate
 
 
  [Chorus: Xzibit + Snoop]
  [X] When y'all niggaz stop actin like bitches
  [X] bitches stop actin like niggaz we can all clock figures
  [S] Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my dick
  [S] They all on my dick, FUCK THAT SHIT!
  [X] When y'all bitches stop actin like niggaz
  [X] niggaz stop actin like bitches we can all get riches
  [S] Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my dick
  [S] FUCK THAT SHIT! We can all get rich!
 
 
  [Snoop Dogg]
  Doggy Dogg is bout to blow up
  All.. these Snoop Dogg haters need to slow up, sho' nuff
  Know what? X, the game is gettin sewn up
  but I'm speedin 'em up and leavin 'em
  I'm buckin 'em til they bleedin bruh
  Hold up, FUCK THAT, you tryin to get swoll up
  by the mic controller, clip reloader
  Frozen exposure, condos of a composer
  Sick like a bowl-of, a bowl of deez nuts
  Fuck him up, cross him out, then toss him out
  With the stamp on his head, nigga Dogghouse
  Nigga I'm universal crackin Down South (ya heard?)
  Poppin my collar with my dick in your girl's mouth, ha ha
  You act like you a dude you get smashed on
  Full out my bitches with your fucked up attitude
  Nappy-head hoes, worse than bitch niggaz
  I treat 'em all the same, bitch check yo' game!
 
 
  [Chorus]
  [X] When y'all niggaz stop actin like bitches
  [X] bitches stop actin like niggaz we can all clock figures
  [S] Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my dick
  [S] They all on my dick, FUCK THAT SHIT!
  [X] When y'all bitches stop actin like niggaz
  [X] niggaz stop actin like bitches we can all get riches
  [S] Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my dick
  [S] FUCK THAT SHIT! We can all get rich!
 
 
  [Xzibit]
  With the flick of a wrist, send you deep into the abyss
  I don't pop Cryst', but will pop a nigga with this
  Made my way to the top of the list, raised your fifth
  Anything to keep it movin make it harder to hit
  We survive when you thought we was finished and done
  Lookin over my cold shoulder is Attila the Hun
  The gatling gun, guillotine, Don King's American Dream
  Since sixteen, shoulda been a marine
  Makin the whole scene collapse, millenium raps
  Why fight for scraps, relax and take the whole plate witcha
  The penny pitcher with a whole lot of come and get ya
  You gettin my picture or do I have to let 'em hit ya? HUAHH!
  Feel the adrenaline rush whenever I bust
  Got eyes in back of my head
  The people the I trust is just like me
  Full of spite with very large appetites
  I'm too complex to break down in black and white
 
 
  [Chorus]
  [X] When y'all niggaz stop actin like bitches
  [X] bitches stop actin like niggaz we can all clock figures
  [S] Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my dick
  [S] They all on my dick, FUCK THAT SHIT!
  [X] When y'all bitches stop actin like niggaz
  [X] niggaz stop actin like bitches we can all get riches
  [S] Hoes on my dick, niggaz on my dick
  [S] FUCK THAT SHIT! We can all get rich!
 
 
  [Snoop Dogg]
  (AH-AHHH!) Niggaz, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, ahhh
  Yes.. X to the Z, D-O-double-to-the-motherfuckin-G, OOOH-WEE!
  Ahh.. this shit funky right here my nigga
  Yeah, +Open Bar+ nigga, we gettin fucked up
  Three four in the morning, ain't no time limits
  Huh huh, you ain't tryin to hotbox with us nigga
  Roll some X, y'know!
  Ahh.. niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
  Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
  Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
  Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
  Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, bitches
  Niggaz, bitches, niggaz, it's all the same though
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