Текст песни: Xzibit - Get Your Walk On



[Xzibit]

(Yeah) I can drink a whole Henessey fifth

Some call that a problem but I call it a gift

Xzibit make the whole continent shift (hell yeah)

Invadin your territory in a blaze of glory

A soldier story, livin off nothin but instinct

Bitch niggaz continue to floss and lip-sync

And I`ma just continue to flow, while rockin the boat

Probably smoke three-hundred thousand dollars in dope

Don`t make my desert eagle barrel touch the back of your throat

Always approach niggaz that`s known for killin your folks

Be surprised who could turn around and bust on y`all

Catch your mother or your sister comin out of the mall

Bang holes through they coats and they Macy bags

No retaliation you basically runnin with fags

In these streets, you only good as your last transaction

Funny style, and these niggaz ain`t laughin

Y`all got it all fucked up in zero-zero

Think life is a video for "Last Action Heroes"

Face the price you pay for the games you play

When it`s all said and done at the end of the day, you gotta



[Chorus - repeat 2X]

Get your walk on, get your head right

I know you feelin the shit, shit is dead right

Get your bounce on, back dat ass up

Bitch pass me the bottle, fill your glass up



[Xzibit]

Judge and jury, don`t get your case dismissed

When I get pissed and smash through the makeshift

Uplift, dump this, make your shit knock

Hypnotical hardrock that don`t flop

It`s the best thing crackin my nigga



Lot of rappers talk of flashin the trigger but don`t ever deliver

From the home of the toe tag, lowriders and body bags

earthquakes police with automatics and nerve gas

Learn fast or get left behind quick (yeah)

You testify, you get wrapped in plastic (hell yeah)

Xzibit turn your SUV into a casket

Mailed your body parts in a tub full of sulfuric acid

Drastic measures we take just to get by

for all the shit you gotta go through to get high

Stand by, do or die for the West coast

Wanna fuck with Xzibit but can`t come close motherfuckers



[Chorus]



[Xzibit]

Tell y`all people to call my people

Recognize all men are not created equal

I`m lethal, all y`all faggots remain see-through

Only the kid from "The Sixth Sense" can peep you (DEAD PEOPLE!)

When I get through the world`ll be a better place

A little Jesus Christ mixed with some Leatherface

Go find some punch to spike, find some dope to lace

Pull a pistol from my waist, nigga reach for space

Smack the taste out of your mouth if you talk shit

or hit so hard to the chin it make your back flip

My transcript number one up in this conference

It`s nonsense, all y`all niggaz want is conflict

Only associate with pros and the convicts

Xzibit roll up in the spot with a bomb bitch

and then bounce with a couple, motherfuck a tussle

You never have enough muscle to stop a nigga hustle



[Chorus] - 2X

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[Xzibit]

(Yeah) I can drink a whole Henessey fifth

Some call that a problem but I call it a gift

Xzibit make the whole continent shift (hell yeah)

Invadin your territory in a blaze of glory

A soldier story, livin off nothin but instinct

Bitch niggaz continue to floss and lip-sync

And I`ma just continue to flow, while rockin the boat

Probably smoke three-hundred thousand dollars in dope

Don`t make my desert eagle barrel touch the back of your throat

Always approach niggaz that`s known for killin your folks

Be surprised who could turn around and bust on y`all

Catch your mother or your sister comin out of the mall

Bang holes through they coats and they Macy bags

No retaliation you basically runnin with fags

In these streets, you only good as your last transaction

Funny style, and these niggaz ain`t laughin

Y`all got it all fucked up in zero-zero

Think life is a video for "Last Action Heroes"

Face the price you pay for the games you play

When it`s all said and done at the end of the day, you gotta



[Chorus - repeat 2X]

Get your walk on, get your head right

I know you feelin the shit, shit is dead right

Get your bounce on, back dat ass up

Bitch pass me the bottle, fill your glass up



[Xzibit]

Judge and jury, don`t get your case dismissed

When I get pissed and smash through the makeshift

Uplift, dump this, make your shit knock

Hypnotical hardrock that don`t flop

It`s the best thing crackin my nigga



Lot of rappers talk of flashin the trigger but don`t ever deliver

From the home of the toe tag, lowriders and body bags

earthquakes police with automatics and nerve gas

Learn fast or get left behind quick (yeah)

You testify, you get wrapped in plastic (hell yeah)

Xzibit turn your SUV into a casket

Mailed your body parts in a tub full of sulfuric acid

Drastic measures we take just to get by

for all the shit you gotta go through to get high

Stand by, do or die for the West coast

Wanna fuck with Xzibit but can`t come close motherfuckers



[Chorus]



[Xzibit]

Tell y`all people to call my people

Recognize all men are not created equal

I`m lethal, all y`all faggots remain see-through

Only the kid from "The Sixth Sense" can peep you (DEAD PEOPLE!)

When I get through the world`ll be a better place

A little Jesus Christ mixed with some Leatherface

Go find some punch to spike, find some dope to lace

Pull a pistol from my waist, nigga reach for space

Smack the taste out of your mouth if you talk shit

or hit so hard to the chin it make your back flip

My transcript number one up in this conference

It`s nonsense, all y`all niggaz want is conflict

Only associate with pros and the convicts

Xzibit roll up in the spot with a bomb bitch

and then bounce with a couple, motherfuck a tussle

You never have enough muscle to stop a nigga hustle



[Chorus] - 2X

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