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    Xzibit / Lyrics

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    "Multiply" Lyrics

    Xzibit feat. Nate Dogg

    I've been this way and I can't stop (ah)
    Hands on the ball and I won't drop (no)
    Half-assed rhymes that you can't rock (ta)
    It ain't cause I want to it's cause I got-ta
    Get a grip while the gettin is good
    before the game is 10% skill and 90% Hollywood
    I don't need that, I don't believe that
    E'rybody gon' get hurt, ride the dirt
    I flirt with the idea of quittin' the game
    Nah!! I'ma evolve continue to change
    It take brains, balls and backbone to get it on

    and keep it on, we keepin it movin, to each his own
    So I spit about it, whatever I feel about it
    I'm just bein real about it; X get hot nigga forget about it
    Speech don't faill me now
    Dedicated to the enemies and friends that hold me down

    [Chorus: Nate Dogg]
    We back on line We came to ride
    We build We stack We multiply
    We (stay on the grind) Until we die
    And back for mo', cause we can't get enough

    Above the rest, accept no less
    Go ahead, check the game, be my guest
    Somethin brand new and heavy to get off my chest
    Win time after time 'til there ain't none left
    Hardhat, punch the clock, back to work

    I'm bigger, stronger, faster, built to hurt
    everybody and anybody who come to my party
    like they ready to get roudy and touch somebody
    Who's that nigga y'all came to see? "X!"
    Often imitated, but cannot be, "X!"
    What's next, collect respect like paychecks
    Straight to the bank with my bitch and have safe sex
    What do you believe in? I believe in
    seizin the moment, livin and dyin to spit with a vengeance
    Here for redemption - been around forever
    Y'all cats were just too blind to listen


    [Nate Dogg]
    It ain't my fault.. we keep droppin hits
    And you can't spit like this, so I'm takin yo' bitch
    It ain't shit changed.. we gon' bang like this

    And I'm drinkin this fifth, we still don't take no shit

    I got a "Sixth Sense," that tells me you ain't worth six cents
    I'm sick with my sixth sense
    Whattup Doc? I'm gettin down to business
    Crooked ass the cops to the Rampart district
    Lose yourself in the music, move it or lose it
    Abuse it, let's booze it, please don't confuse it with the
    next man, it's the X Man rollin
    Stand firm, solid as the ground I'm holdin
    Make mine Golden, permanent State issue
    Stacked with the wealth that you can't take witchu
    Long range missile, if we got issues
    I'ma squeeze this shit and nobody gon' miss you
    I'ma keep swingin 'til the medics come get you
    We busy, stay off my line, you can't get through
    Peep the design from the mastermind
    Yo Dre, bring that shit back one more time!

    [Chorus - repeat 2X]
    This song was last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by David Darnell Brown, Premro Vonzellaire Smith, Rakim Mayers, Anthony Lamont Wharton II, Willie Mckinley Hutchinson, Jordan Michael Houston, Paul D. Beauregard, Darnell Carlton, Marlon J. Goodwin.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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