"I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that
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I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that" [Redman]
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[Xzibit]
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>From now till forever it's the Likwit MC
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X to the Z, you get Banned From TV
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Fuckin wit me, Likwit niggas L-A-C
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Captivate, visually stimulate the whole country (what you see?)
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In God we trust, but don't trust us
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I'm ready to bust some lead in disgust
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My homie Tony Touch said "Relax, roll a dutch"
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I'm on the grind like a clutch, bust ya, they never had this much
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That'll take it to the streets, play the game never forfeit
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This same time next year, we goin corporate
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You can't force what don't fit
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Your style is like a pistol wit no kick, you're weak and you don't hit
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Bitches catch nuttin but dick, fuck the BS
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Beat it to death, call Triple Seis, Triz from TS
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Yeah, Hennesey For Everbody in my empire
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Enemies get Kennedy-ed in my line of fire
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[Tash]
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Tash swings like Mark McGwire, X swings like Sammy Sosa
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These guns up in my hoslter got me on the wanted poster
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Runnin from the law, tryin to stay low-key
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Old E and D&D lace the 50 MC
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Then it's back to LAX, rough beats and concepts
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They know they can't smoke me so they send me bomb threats
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I'm rough like sex wit my ex
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Tash beat the pussy up for old times sake, and then he just
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Dash to cassettes, I hold the vinyl title
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Xzibit holds it down wit the rifle
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I'm runnin wit the trifle, LA tell these thugs
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That New York City don't need no Bloods (why?)
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Cuz next comes the Crips, that's when the city flips
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Niggas dyin over colors when it's all about the chips
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So read it off the lips of the Alki bum-rusher
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I'll fuck you up so bad Tony wouldn't wanna Touch ya
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Xzibit and Tash Freestyle
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| Xzibit |
