Xzibit, Dr. Dre - U Know lyrics
Xzibit [Alvin Nathaniel Joiner] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
Dr. Dre [Andre Romell Young] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Xzibit, Dr. Dre - U Know lyrics]
They think it's all chronic
And palm trees out this mothafucka
Bitches and bikinis, listen, huh
Some niggas 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
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 niggas)
'Cause you're actin' like your
Shit don't stink
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 heroin fiend
Keep my enemies on a first name basis
And hate them niggas like a skinhead racist
Chuck Taylors and fat laces
Stompin' hoes through y'all turf
I hurt worse than actual childbirth
A chick can suck my dick
'til the bitch squirt (Ah-Ah)
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
You know, who's runnin' these fuckin' streets
(The king of these West
Coast gangsta beats niggas)
Always droppin' 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 niggas)
'Cause you're actin' like your
Shit don't stink
Y'all ain't fuckin' with 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, blew your flame out
And got the nerve to believe
You hold the same clout
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 niggas 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 digit's, motherfuckers
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 niggas)
'Cause you're actin' like your
Shit don't stink (Yo)
Y'all ain't fuckin' with X