Letra da Música Muthafucka de Xzibit

[Chorus]
You Know It Could Happen
It Don't Happen Till It Happen
When It Happen
You Gonna Wish It Never Did
MOTHAFUCKA!

[Xzibit]
Hey Baby, Sexy Lady (Hey!)
You Make Them Pants Look Crazy (Woo!)
I Know You Schemin
Have You Leavin'
Screamin' "Fuck You, Pay Me!"
LA Got Tons Of Dameies,
Thats Quick To Have That Baby
And That Try To Squeeze You
For Every Penny That You Thought Of Makin'

These Streets Is Fuckin' Viscious
Can't Make The Wrong Decisions
They Have You Shot Up
And Shot Up, Caught Up Behind Some Bitches
Handle Your Business Homie
Cause Ain't No Homies In Business
So Many People In This Business
Be So Fuckin' Phony

I See Right Through Them Traps
These Niggaz Run Their Yaps
But When It Really Cracked
Them Pussy Niggaz Runnin Laps
I Clap Em In They Tracks
My Paper Come In Stacks
And Stacks Of Rubberbands
Thicker Than A Paperback

Just Let The Henny Flow
Go Where You Wanna Go
My Party Heavyset,
Ready Set Baby Here We Go
Its Not A Fuckin Game,
You Know my Fuckin Name
I'm Number One,
With A Motherfuckin Bullet MAN!

[Chorus]

[Xzibit]
My Soldiers Go With Missiles
Gauges, Grenades, And Pistols
Picture On The Front Of The Paper
Dyin' To Press The Issue
My Soldiers Gettin' At You
Full Clip Is Spitting At You
You Duck and Stuck In Position
Just Like A Fuckin' Statue

Nigga Im Quarterbackin
We Got It Fully Crackin' And Poppin'
And Showin No Signs
Of Stopin With Options
Fuck The Industry
Derive Energy
From Hennesy
Literally, I Smoke Like A Chimney

Y'all Know We Got Them Hummers Tight
We Got Them Lovers Right
They Want to Catch ya
Get Naked Begin To Spend The Night
Here You Go Some Good Advice
Come Through Steppin Light
Believe Me, Extremely Easy
To Lose Your Life

Get Em Up And Keep Em Up (X!)
They Trying To Get Me Touched
If You Gonna Swing It Nigga
Bring It I Don't Give A Fuck! (Yea!)
Better Make This Party Jump (Yea!)
Better Make This Club Bounce (Yea!)
So Take Your Shoes
Before You Step Your Ass In My House

[Chorus]

[Xzibit]
Bitch We Keep It Crackin Right
We Bring It Back To Life
Biohazard Motherfuckas
That Spreadin' Like A Parasite
We Aint The Fuckin Type
You Get The Target Site
Lee Boyd Malvo,
Can't Stop Me Now No!

Get Your Fuckin' Paper Up
We Outta Snatch It Up
Full Metal Jacket
Stay Clap Clapped In The Back Em Up
Dont Even Think About it
You Get Your Shit Rerouted
Straw For Your Food
Have You Pissin' Through A Plastic Tube

I Know You Fuckin' Hate It
We Stay Inebriated
Break out The Hennsy Bottle
Baby Your Regulated
Its Not A Fuckin Game,
You Know my Fuckin Name
I'm Number One,
With A Motherfuckin Bullet MAN!

[Chorus x2]



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