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Hook - repeat 2X
Let me roll somethin' witcha
Let me smoke somethin' witcha
Let me light this up
Let me blow somethin' withca
Verse 1
Mr X to the Z dog, I had to do it
Locked the game down like Martha Stewart
Like a big bodied Mercedes, get into it
This ain't no luck of the draw, I'm supposed to do it
They say we're in the last days so I stay with the bottle
And stay swingin' for the fifths like its no tomorrow
Make a nigg* trade hard like I'm custom model
Each one, teach one, we gonna lead, so follow
soft like avocado, trying to hold bravado
My tips be hollow, some real hard s**t to sw*llow
It's the S.A.S express don't get caught on the tracks
We got no brakes we just break backs
We came in broke, now we got to leave with the whole stack
Get slapped get smoked like a dope sack
Cannabis and cheeba on the block with a heater
Like if I can't sell mine, y'all can't neither
Chorus
You can read me in the magazines
Or watch me on the TV screen
If you ever tryin' to take for me
That's gon' be the last day you breath
Nobody here rides for free
You fkin' with a real O.G
I stick 'n move like a young Ali
You can't hit what you can't see.... (me, me)
Hook
Let me roll somethin' witcha
Let me smoke somethin' witcha
Let me light this up
Let me blow somethin' withca
Verse 2
To all my drinkin' Cool-O
Gettin' bent in prison
Watchin' the game, they can't stop us from livin'
I was givin' the direction but I never took it
The path was crooked and cracked so I learned to cook it
It's the black ?, the world on his back
Animal instinct, adjust to my habitat
Any situation, react
You get manhandled and slapped down, mean not fkin' around
I think big like the heart that rests in my chest
fk punk motherfkers that pray for my death
want me to show love, but ain't none left
Won't speak no names, I won't waste my breath
Got too much stamina, too much energy
Strengthen capabilities to crush my enemies
And that feelin' brings me peace and tranquility
Real estate, power, sports cars in Italy
Chorus
You can read me in the magazines
Or watch me on the TV screen
If you ever tryin' to take for me
That's gon' be the last day you breath
Nobody here rides for free
You fkin' with a real O.G
I stick 'n move like a young Ali
You can't hit what you can't see...(me, me)
Hook
Let me roll somethin' witcha
Let me smoke somethin' witcha
Let me light this up
Let me blow somethin' withca
Verse 3
Another nigg* like Xzibit just can't be found
I eliminate dead weight slowin' me down
Don't know how to back down only hold my ground
Check the resume
They just c*ck it and spray
Ya'll just sloppy and gay, get hit with a K
Stand trial for murder and lock me away
Throwin' bows like Anthony Pillar
For my foes, bullet hoes through ya clothes and that fake Chinchilla
For all my in the hustle, celebrate ya life
fking Bush administration tryin' to take your life
X man exchange the data, hate the hater
Hit the earth so hard leaving cracks and craters
wanna spend money on hats and gaters
Hoes in Vegas they gotta have chrome and dames
But don't wanna do a third of the work
I built an empire from dirt
I put you in a world of hurt...fker!!!
Chorus
You can read me in the magazines
Or watch me on the TV screen
If you ever tryin' to take for me
That's gon' be the last day you breath
Nobody here rides for free
You fkin' with a real O.G
I stick 'n move like a young Ali
You can't hit what you can't see...(me, me)
