Xzibit - Get Your Walk On |
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Get Your Walk On
Yeah) I can drink a whole Henessey fifth Some call that a problem but I call it a gift Xzibit make the whole continent shift (hell yeah) A soldier story, livin off nothin but instinct Invadin your territory in a blaze of glory Bitch niggaz continue to floss and lipAnd I'ma just continue to flow, while rockin the boat Probably smoke threeDon't make my desert eagle barrel touch the back of your throat Be surprised who could turn around and bust on y'all Always approach niggaz that's known for killin your folks Catch your mother or your sister comin out of the mall Bang holes through they coats and they Macy bags No retaliation you basically runnin with fags Funny style, and these niggaz ain't laughin In these streets, you only good as your last transaction Y'all got it all fucked up in zeroThink life is a video for "Last Action Heroes" Face the price you pay for the games you play When it's all said and done at the end of the day, you gotta [Chorus Get your walk on, get your head right I know you feelin the shit, shit is dead right Bitch pass me the bottle, fill your glass up Get your bounce on, back dat ass up [Xzibit] Judge and jury, don't get your case dismissed When I get pissed and smash through the makeshift Hypnotical hardrock that don't flop Uplift, dump this, make your shit knock Lot of rappers talk of flashin the trigger but don't ever deliver It's the best thing crackin my nigga From the home of the toe tag, lowriders and body bags Learn fast or get left behind quick (yeah) earthquakes police with automatics and nerve gas Xzibit turn your SUV into a casket You testify, you get wrapped in plastic (hell yeah) Mailed your body parts in a tub full of sulfuric acid Drastic measures we take just to get by Stand by, do or die for the West coast for all the shit you gotta go through to get high Wanna fuck with Xzibit but can't come close motherfuckers Tell y'all people to call my people [Xzibit] Recognize all men are not created equal Only the kid from "The Sixth Sense" can peep you (DEAD PEOPLE!) I'm lethal, all y'all faggots remain seeWhen I get through the world'll be a better place A little Jesus Christ mixed with some Leatherface Go find some punch to spike, find some dope to lace Pull a pistol from my waist, nigga reach for space or hit so hard to the chin it make your back flip Smack the taste out of your mouth if you talk shit My transcript number one up in this conference Only associate with pros and the convicts It's nonsense, all y'all niggaz want is conflict You never have enough muscle to stop a nigga hustle Xzibit roll up in the spot with a bomb bitch and then bounce with a couple, motherfuck a tussle [Chorus - 2X |
