all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda ate [Chorus 2X: Xzibit *singing*] Call it what you wanna call it I'm a fuckin Alkaholik Bring it if you
fatten my tummy You can go in and out my slacks, don't touch my money Even though you lookin good and it was nice to meet ya You be lucky if you even
real I'ma gain my respect cause I'm extra real And I'm extra fly, you just extra high If it wasn't for them drugs, you'd be extra shy Knowin' if I throw
It changes nothin I'm true for cats, yet some strangers bluffin [Chorus] [DMX] Now if I take what he gave me and I, use it right (uh-huh) In other words if
of Harlem ain't nobody made me leave Who else could take 5 years off Cold turkey come back and fly lears off Cats front leave them leaning like Smirnoff If
feat. Mannie Fresh) [Mannie Fresh] Ladies and gentlemen, People with jobs, People without jobs, Middle class, Upper class, High class, all dat, Cats
hit all them cats You don't want my stomach ache - I shit on them cats I get all them gats – Fresh and B it's all a rap! If I'm the only Hot Boy what
like a Buffalo Soldier I follow the code of honor like a real man gonna Never disrespect no women cause I love my momma These cats be givin us praise
push a Range nigga, you know the name nigga Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain nigga And if I got beef I let the whole world know it So if you got
back and lose focus Spit that mack-a-docious Most ferocious Cash all in my holsters Burn more bread than toasters You must know this, the cats I'm with
can't get close to you And my car look unapproachable Super clean but it's super mean She wanna fuck with them cats, smoke weed, count stacks Get fly
chedda is mine We ain't, the type to sit back and lose focus Spit that mack-a-docious Most ferocious Cash all in my holsters Burn more bread than toasters You must know this, the cats
ask me for shit That's what I did, now they all askin' for hits Nigga, it's on for the simple fact I let it be known We still fly but separately 'cause
on I'm refusing to ever give up The only thing I ever gave up is using. No more excuses. Excuse me if my head is too big for this building And pardon me if
pattern and I know where I'm going And if you got beef, I turn into a tenderloin Sanity kills so I live the crazy life I wonder if you'll pay attention, if
, what? What? What? What? uh, uh These days, I wonder if crime pays Blinded by criminal minded ways Smokin' on ya, hay (Turn it up) Uh, huh These days, cats
't a thang Bubble hard in the double R, flashin' the rings With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang Jigga, I don't like it if it don