Xzibit - Right On Lyrics
Yeah, haLadies and gentlemen (ha, yeah)You got money and then *****esPower..Ya had it, ya lost itYa leased it, ya flossed itBusiness fell through now ya comin up off itHe bought it, he rolled itHe passed it, you smoked itNow ya *****ed up off some weed mixed wit coke shitYa love her, ya hate herYa *****ed her, ya raped herTwenty-five to life cuz ya cant control ya angerIts heavy, its deepIts solid, its weakThings people say about ya records in the streets (check it)Be careful what ya wish forYa ***** around and get itI did it got in itSpit it and didnt waste a minuteSo where my niggas at?What part of the game is that?I paid my dues now nobody tryin to pay me backAnd if they did I would probably have as much as shaqMy life is the movie so listen to the soundtrackThis what its all aboutYou better stall me outAnd feel the aim of the name you niggas callin out[chorus]If you feelin how Im feelinAnd you ready and willinTo come to the tableI put it together who doin it betterCome bounce with me (come on)You can smoke a whole ounce with me (right on!)Take em out!If you movin how Im movinAnd you chosen and provenSo lose the illusionThe top guns cue the confusionCome bounce with me (come on!)You can smoke a whole ounce with me (right on!)Take em out!Im tired, Im hungryYoure lazy, disgustingYoure lay around my house and ya never do nothingI seen it, believed itPlanned it, conceived itMissed me with the bullshit ***** I dont need itI cheated, you cheatedWe cheated, so beat itEat it like a dick ***** you too conceitedI broke it, replaced itI slammed it, I chased itHands in the air if ya love gettin wasted baby!You never seen us beforeYou betta come and get itYou with it Im with itIm busy baby you *****in with itIs it your place or mindDont wanna waste your timeAnd you can get it how you want it itll blow ya mindIts over timeTakin pride in the bump and grindA hit from behind to leave you with a broken spineThis what its all aboutYou better stall me outIts just the game of the name you *****es callin out[chorus]Pop it, drink itFloat it, sink itPlan to stop me then you better rethink itDrive it, use itPimp it, abuse itShit mother*****ers do to hip-hop musicI live it, I die itIm laughin, Im cryinPop two of these *****, lets start flyingI hear it, I taste itI touched it, I faced itBreakin down the bullshit back to the basicsI had to kick in the doorThats how I had to get itI shitted with lyricsAnd getting better for *****in creditGettin gangsta with itThe best that ever did itHit it and quit it my niggaYou shouldnt babysit itWe need more emcees and less wannabesThree hundred and sixty degrees of realityThats what its all aboutKill em and haul em outNow feel the aim of the name you haters callin out[chorus]
