Xzibit - U Know (Feat. Dr. Dre) (Explicit)

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 actual

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 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 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