Xzibit - D.N.A. (Drugs-N-Alkahol) Lyrics
[x] drugs-n-alkahol baby! ahhh![s] uhh.. mm thats funky.. ohh![xzibit]Huh, Im mr. what-the-*****-you-lookin-atIm mr. quick-to-run-and-get-the-gatTreat you like the hoosd like a diplomatXzibit used to push a llac, now Im range rovinTakin over never sober, bear witness like jehovahEnemies fall like octoberRestless standin tall like a soldierWe thick like the first motorola brick cellular phonesCut to the bone, celebratin "dre day"Love it or leave it alone (ha hah)Just consider me the heir to the throneThe lifestyle of the savage and well known protectin my ownsRolling stone bringin it home, time for transitionDont talk too loud, you might find yourself missinLook into my eyes, all you see is will to surviveBy any means, retreatin to the phillipinesTo meditate, liftin train like a heavyweightHit you and run with a california license plate[chorus: xzibit + snoop][x] when yall niggaz stop actin like *****es[x] *****es stop actin like niggaz we can all clock figures[s] hoes on my dick, niggaz on my dick[s] they all on my dick, ***** that shit![x] when yall *****es stop actin like niggaz[x] niggaz stop actin like *****es we can all get riches[s] hoes on my dick, niggaz on my dick[s] ***** that shit! we can all get rich![snoop dogg]Doggy dogg is bout to blow upAll.. these snoop dogg haters need to slow up, sho nuffKnow what?x, the game is gettin sewn upBut Im speedin em up and leavin emIm buckin em til they bleedin bruhHold up, ***** that, you tryin to get swoll upBy the mic controller, clip reloaderFrozen exposure, condos of a composerSick like a bowl-of, a bowl of deez nuts***** him up, cross him out, then toss him outWith the stamp on his head, nigga dogghouseNigga Im universal crackin down south (ya heard? )Poppin my collar with my dick in your girls mouth, ha haYou act like you a dude you get smashed onFull out my *****es with your *****ed up attitudeNappy-head hoes, worse than ***** niggazI treat em all the same, ***** check yo game![chorus][xzibit]With the flick of a wrist, send you deep into the abyssI dont pop cryst, but will pop a nigga with thisMade my way to the top of the list, raised your fifthAnything to keep it movin make it harder to hitWe survive when you thought we was finished and doneLookin over my cold shoulder is attila the hunThe gatling gun, guillotine, don kings american dreamSince sixteen, shoulda been a marineMakin the whole scene collapse, millenium rapsWhy fight for scraps, relax and take the whole plate witchaThe penny pitcher with a whole lot of come and get yaYou gettin my picture or do I have to let em hit ya?huahh!Feel the adrenaline rush whenever I bustGot eyes in back of my headThe people the I trust is just like meFull of spite with very large appetitesIm too complex to break down in black and white[chorus][snoop dogg](ah-ahhh!) niggaz, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, ahhhYes.. x to the z, d-o-double-to-the-mother*****in-g, oooh-wee!Ahh.. this shit funky right here my niggaYeah, +open bar+ nigga, we gettin *****ed upThree four in the morning, aint no time limitsHuh huh, you aint tryin to hotbox with us niggaRoll some x, yknow!Ahh.. niggaz, *****es, niggaz, *****esNiggaz, *****es, niggaz, *****esNiggaz, *****es, niggaz, *****esNiggaz, *****es, niggaz, *****esNiggaz, *****es, niggaz, *****esNiggaz, *****es, niggaz, its all the same though
