Lirik Lagu BK to La - Xzibit
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(feat. M.O.P.)
Yeah! AOWWW, AOWWW!C'mon! Yeah, yeahhh (yeah) yeahhh, yeahhhM.O.P.! Uhh (X to the Z)Yeah baby, that's right, you know how we do itOne time, X, where you at my nigga?FIYAHHHH!!!!
[Xzibit]I spread the hate, like Taliban records and tapesShoot five times to the sky, gimme some spaceI got y'all, runnin in place, cut to the heart of the subject(MASH OUT NIGGAZ!) Straight from the gutter you love itAin't nothin above it, we stomp y'all religiouslyWatchin paper thugs tryin to hide behind the industryFrom here to infinity, love thy enemyNiggaz got the knowledge but don't know the chemistryAll inside your baseball hat and kneecapswith baseball bats ('TIL FAME HIT YOU WITH THE MINI-MAC)Full body black fatigues, lungs black from weedIn black limo tinted SUV's with Bill
[Billy Danze]STILL (still) WORLD (world) FAMOUSThe underdogs of rap, back to claim this, the fact remain we'reheartless and painless, it's dangerous to strangersthat try to change us, knowin we're anxious to flame 'em
[Chorus 2X: Xzibit + M.O.P.][X] Huh, you want problems I'ma bring 'em to you[B] We cockin them thangs[X] Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you[B] We ready to bang[X] Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?[B] Watch where you aim[F] Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga
[Billy Danze]You must wanna throw the towel in holmes, it's your man B.D.From N.Y.C., the N.Y.G. (IT'S)M.O.P., and X to the Zis a friend of our family (YEAH MY NIGGA)For you, counterfeit, wannabe hardcore playersI rub you under your face with single-edged razorsCold street INTELLIGENCE, O.G.'s and REBEL MENGrip quick, cock squeeze and LEVEL MEN to SETTLE IT(From L.A. to) B.K., from B.K. to (L.A.)Persistant and insistant on doin it our wayDo you really wanna fuck with Danze? (c'mon)When he comin with them thugs in the vanDouble clutch in his hands, my nigga
[Lil' Fame]Make the world flame! Face the Fame-ster, part, Fame-sterY'all niggaz akin to God and gangsters(YOU SEE IT!) It's the M dot, to the O dot, to the PWith X to the Z hot, what's happenin?
[Chorus]
[Interlude 2X: Xzibit]Hunt down, hurt, hang and hate the haterWatch how you rise, fall and thank me laterLook in my eyes, I should not have to say itLook alive, these streets is complicated
[Lil' Fame]AOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!You got problems with us? Start poppinI get in yo' chest like anthrax, vaccine couldn't stop itLet's move on 'em (aoww) must move on 'emRush in, gun-bustin, black seven plus tools on 'emNever snooze on 'em, I'm short, haven't got room for 'emI send you to God with no shoesCLUELESS! Real G's run this, we rule thisIf you wanna get into some gangsta shit, let's do this(YES SIR!) No question, no half-steppinStreets is my profession, heat in my posessionHollow-tips is the answer; look around you see the signssay "NO SMOKIN" but our guns got cancer!
[Xzibit]Yeah cause I'm not (I'm not) what you thought I wasLike my career was gon' fade like a fuckin buzzRaise the stakes high, I solidifythe grip that I keep on shit, GET OFF MY DICK!
[Chorus]
[random ad libs to fade]
Yeah! AOWWW, AOWWW!C'mon! Yeah, yeahhh (yeah) yeahhh, yeahhhM.O.P.! Uhh (X to the Z)Yeah baby, that's right, you know how we do itOne time, X, where you at my nigga?FIYAHHHH!!!!
[Xzibit]I spread the hate, like Taliban records and tapesShoot five times to the sky, gimme some spaceI got y'all, runnin in place, cut to the heart of the subject(MASH OUT NIGGAZ!) Straight from the gutter you love itAin't nothin above it, we stomp y'all religiouslyWatchin paper thugs tryin to hide behind the industryFrom here to infinity, love thy enemyNiggaz got the knowledge but don't know the chemistryAll inside your baseball hat and kneecapswith baseball bats ('TIL FAME HIT YOU WITH THE MINI-MAC)Full body black fatigues, lungs black from weedIn black limo tinted SUV's with Bill
[Billy Danze]STILL (still) WORLD (world) FAMOUSThe underdogs of rap, back to claim this, the fact remain we'reheartless and painless, it's dangerous to strangersthat try to change us, knowin we're anxious to flame 'em
[Chorus 2X: Xzibit + M.O.P.][X] Huh, you want problems I'ma bring 'em to you[B] We cockin them thangs[X] Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you[B] We ready to bang[X] Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you?[B] Watch where you aim[F] Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga
[Billy Danze]You must wanna throw the towel in holmes, it's your man B.D.From N.Y.C., the N.Y.G. (IT'S)M.O.P., and X to the Zis a friend of our family (YEAH MY NIGGA)For you, counterfeit, wannabe hardcore playersI rub you under your face with single-edged razorsCold street INTELLIGENCE, O.G.'s and REBEL MENGrip quick, cock squeeze and LEVEL MEN to SETTLE IT(From L.A. to) B.K., from B.K. to (L.A.)Persistant and insistant on doin it our wayDo you really wanna fuck with Danze? (c'mon)When he comin with them thugs in the vanDouble clutch in his hands, my nigga
[Lil' Fame]Make the world flame! Face the Fame-ster, part, Fame-sterY'all niggaz akin to God and gangsters(YOU SEE IT!) It's the M dot, to the O dot, to the PWith X to the Z hot, what's happenin?
[Chorus]
[Interlude 2X: Xzibit]Hunt down, hurt, hang and hate the haterWatch how you rise, fall and thank me laterLook in my eyes, I should not have to say itLook alive, these streets is complicated
[Lil' Fame]AOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!You got problems with us? Start poppinI get in yo' chest like anthrax, vaccine couldn't stop itLet's move on 'em (aoww) must move on 'emRush in, gun-bustin, black seven plus tools on 'emNever snooze on 'em, I'm short, haven't got room for 'emI send you to God with no shoesCLUELESS! Real G's run this, we rule thisIf you wanna get into some gangsta shit, let's do this(YES SIR!) No question, no half-steppinStreets is my profession, heat in my posessionHollow-tips is the answer; look around you see the signssay "NO SMOKIN" but our guns got cancer!
[Xzibit]Yeah cause I'm not (I'm not) what you thought I wasLike my career was gon' fade like a fuckin buzzRaise the stakes high, I solidifythe grip that I keep on shit, GET OFF MY DICK!
[Chorus]
[random ad libs to fade]
