Bitch Please (feat. Xzibit) Song Lyrics

Yeah
Time to bring your ass to the table y'all
It's X to the Z, Xzibit, yeah
Snoop double G, uh, OG (Westcoast, Los Angeles)
What? Bringing it live, Dr. Dre, what?
Throwin' up a big ass W coverin' up the world, right
Yeah, ha, listen, look

You ain't try to hot box with me
I swing hard liquor, goin' down by the second round
All hail the underground, how that sound?
Xzibit backin' down from a conflict
Fuck the nonsense, terrorist, here to bomb shit
Glass and metal in every direction
Innocent bystanders taught a very hard lesson
I'm the reason there's no time to reach for that weapon
And reason why niggas with problems keep on steppin'

Xzibit ready to scrap like Mike Tyson with his license back
9 to 5, minimum wage, what type of life is that?
For me? It's blasphemy
You fuckin' 'round with the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy
You had the audacity to wanna tangle with the X
Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex
Drunk drivin', tryna stack my loot
While other rappers gettin' treated like a prostitute
So check the SoundScan

All I wanna be was a G, ha!
My whole life, nigga please, ha!
Breakin' off these motherfuckin' keys, ha!
Let's get these motherfuckin' G's, ha!
Nigga, you don't wanna fuck with this