[Xzibit]
Yeah, time to bring yo' ass to the table y'all
It's X to the Z Xzibit, yeah (Where you at?)
Snoop double-D, uh, O.G. (West coast, Los Angeles)
What, bringing it live, with Dr. Dre, what?
Throwing up a BIG-ASS W, covering up the world right?
Yeah! Haha, listen look

You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor
Going down by the second round, all hail the underground
How that sound? Xzibit backing down from a conflict
Fuck the nonsense, terrorist, hidden 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 stepping
Xzibit 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 fucking around
With the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy
You had the audacity to want to tangle with the X
Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex
Drunk driving trying to stack my loot
While other rappers getting "Treated Like a Prostitute"
So check the SoundScan

[Snoop Dogg]
All I want to be was a G, ha
My whole life, nigga please, ha
Breaking off these motherfucking keys, ha
Let's get these motherfucking G's, ha
Nigga you don't want to fuck with this..

[Snoop Dogg]
Hmm, aww nah, big Snoop Dogg
Back up in the heezee bay-bay
You jocking my style, "You so cra-zy"
Dre say, ain't "No Limit" to this
As long as we drop gangsta shit
Look here bitch, you fine and I dig your style
Come fuck with a nigga, do it "Doggystyle"
I'll be gentle, sentimental
Shit, we fucked in the rental
Lincoln, Continental
Hmm, coast to coast, L.A. to Chicago
(Yeah nigga you know what's happenin man)
I get this pussy everywhere that I go
(These bitches know what time it is)
Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know
(Hell yeah, hoes know about a nigga like me MAN)
I get the pussy everywhere that I go
(I pimp these hoes, nigga, ha ha)
Ask the bitches in your hood cause they know

[Xzibit]
Bitch please, get down on your god damn knees
For this money chronic clothes and weed (look)
You fucking with some real O.G's
Bitch please
Bitch please, get down on your motherfucking knees
We came to get the motherfucking G's
Yeah, you fucking with some real O.G's
You dick-tease!

[Snoop Dogg]
Bitch, please! Now what you need to do is
Hem my coat, and roll me some dough (for real)
Different strokes (uh-huh) for different folks
Oh, you like setting niggas up and getting them loc's
A cute lil' bitch with a whole lotta heart
Shit gets thick when the light gets dark
She say she gots a lick for me (well hook it up)
Worth about, two hundred G's and thirty keys
Now check this out Dre, now if I don't move
Then a nigga like me, shit I don't lose
But you know me, Dogg I'm moving
Ain't nothing to it, but to get to grooving
You been, waiting on a nigga like me (whas' happening)
To take that chance and rob yo' man and beat up the pussy
A victim of the circumstance (yeah right)
That's the devil, they always want to dance
See we go out with a bang (bang BANG!)
I'm tryin to work this cold thang, and take this whole thang
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho)
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho (fo' sho)

[Nate Dogg: Repeat: x4]

Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, you don't want to step to me
Still claiming D.P.G. til the day I D-I-E

Writer : BROADUS, CALVIN/JOYNER, ALVIN/YOUNG, ANDRE ROMELL
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC