Yeah, time to bring your ass to the table, y'all It's X to the Z exhibit, yeah School bubble D, uh, O.D., what? Bring it alive, Dr. Dre, what? Throwin' up a big-ass W, coverin' up the world, right? Yeah, ha, listen, look You ain't tryin' to hotbox with me I swing hard liquor goin' down by the second round All hell to underground, how'd that sound? Exhibit back and down from a conflict *** the nonsense, terrorists hit a bomb *** Glass and metal in every direction Innocent Bostoners 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' Exhibit ready to scrap, like Mike Tyson with his license back Nine to five, minimum wage, what type of life is that for me? It's blasphemy, you ***in' around with the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy You had the audacity to wanna take her with the X-Ray, your neck Slap you like the opposite *** Drunk drivin', tryin' to stack my loot While other rappers gettin' treated like a prostitute So check the soundscape All I wanna be was a G, ha My whole life, nigga, peace, ha Breakin' all these mother***in' keys, ha Let's get these mother***in' keys, ha Nigga, you don't wanna *** with this Oh no, big Snoop Dogg Back up in the Heezy, baby You jockin' my style, you so crazy Ain't no limit to this As long as we drop gangsta *** Look here, bitch, you fine and I dig your style Come *** with a nigga, do it, don't be style I'll be gentle, sentimental ***, we ***in' the rental Linkin' continental Coast to coast, L.A. to Chicago I get the pussy everywhere that I go Extra bitches in your hood cause they know I get the pussy everywhere that I go Extra bitches in your hood cause they know Bitch, please Get down on your goddamn knees For this money, grindin' clothes and weed You ***in' with some real O.G.s Bitch, please, bitch, please Get down on your mother***in' knees We came to get the mother***in' G's Yeah, you ***in' with some real O.G.s You dicktease Bitch, please Know what you need to do is Hand my coat and roll me some dough Different strokes for different folks Oh, you like settin' niggas up and gettin' them locs Oh, cute little bitch with a whole lot of heart *** gets thick when the light gets dark She say she gots a lick for me Worth about 200 G's and 30 keys Now check this out, Dre Now if I don't move, then a nigga like me ***, I don't lose But you know me, dawg, I'm movin' Ain't nothin' to it but to get to groovin' You been waitin' on a nigga like me To take that chance and rob your man And beat up the pussy A victim of the circumstance That's the devil, they always wanna dance See, we go out with a bang I'm tryin' to work this cold thing And take this whole thing I get the money everywhere that I go I bust a bitch and take her money for sure I get the money everywhere that I go I bust a bitch and take her money for sure You don't wanna step to me Still claimin' D.P.G. Till the day I D.I.A. You don't wanna step to me Still claimin' D.P.G. Till the day I D.I.A. You don't wanna step to me Still claimin' D.P.G. Till the day I D.I.A. You don't wanna step to me Still claimin' D.P.G. Till the day I D.I.A.