Yeah, it's been a long time It seemed like the whole world waiting on the west coast We missed you, welcome back, let's go Uhh, ya'hear that? New west
You know it could happen It don't happen till it happen When it happen You gonna wish it never did (Hey) Muthafucka Hey baby, sexy lady (Hey) You make
sound of a gat L.A. on my baseball hat Where they runnin' right up on you in that black on black So move better, bounce like a mother When brother got Mass Weapons
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Yeah, yo, c'mon Ride wit me, lemme take you somewhere My father was a soldier, my mother was a rider I was born wit my fists balled up, I'ma fighter
, British troops hit Basra His cousin waged jihad and died with honor He heard about the buildings on 9-11 And a man named bush on a search for weapons
Yeah, Strong Arm Steady One gang, four guns How the West was won, let's go Jump if you really want it You'll catch one in yo' stomach When you see the
try to let her go Somebody pray for me 'cause I'm stuck with a crazy ho And that's what I'm talkin' about, Suga Free Up in here with Xzibit you know
You better get ready for the war It's so frustratin', so many hatin' Somebody gon' make me break the law But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin' You
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You can turn your back and then walk away (You can turn your back and then walk away) (Yes, uhh, breathe with me) Soon be
ambitions are to control the peoples of the United States, and to blackmail the rest of the world with weapons of mass terror.Weapons of Mass Destruction
Yeah, check it out They say behind every strong man Is an even stronger woman Come on 'Cause she, was put here to defeat me 'Cause she, cuss me out,
hide your hoe nigga We parked our rides, in front of club All these niggaz started givin' us love Sayin' I'm the shit, Xzibit you the shit Jelly Roll
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neighborhood to a parkin' lot I paid the cost to be the boss And will do my time standin' up 'til I get an appeal These weapons too real to conceal so
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: [Verse 1: Xzibit] Justine, 19, just got clean Fresh outta rehab with self-esteem She ain't felt this good in a while A new leash on life, a vibrant
nigga [Jelly Roll] We parked our rides, in front of club All these niggaz started givin us love Sayin I'm the shit, Xzibit you the shit Jelly Roll get