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Xzibit Weapons Of Mass Destruction

Yeah, it's been a long time It seemed like the whole world waiting on the west coast We missed you, welcome back, let's go Uhh, ya'hear that? New west

sound of a gat L.A. on my baseball hat Where they runnin' right up on you in that black on black So move better, bounce like a mother When brother got Mass Weapons

Yeah, yo, c'mon Ride wit me, lemme take you somewhere My father was a soldier, my mother was a rider I was born wit my fists balled up, I'ma fighter

Yeah, Strong Arm Steady One gang, four guns How the West was won, let's go Jump if you really want it You'll catch one in yo' stomach When you see the

You better get ready for the war It's so frustratin', so many hatin' Somebody gon' make me break the law But I ain't waitin', there's no escapin' You

ambitions are to control the peoples of the United States, and to blackmail the rest of the world with weapons of mass terror.Weapons of Mass Destruction

hide your hoe nigga We parked our rides, in front of club All these niggaz started givin' us love Sayin' I'm the shit, Xzibit you the shit Jelly Roll

neighborhood to a parkin' lot I paid the cost to be the boss And will do my time standin' up 'til I get an appeal These weapons too real to conceal so

: [Verse 1: Xzibit] Justine, 19, just got clean Fresh outta rehab with self-esteem She ain't felt this good in a while A new leash on life, a vibrant