X Lyrics

X lyrics

Artist: Xzibit f/ Snoop Dogg
Album: Restless
Song: X
Typed by:
Ghettofabulous98
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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!