Bk To La Lyrics - Man Vs Machine - Xzibit

Yeah, c'mon, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

M.O.P., uhh, X to the Z 

Yeah baby, that's right, you know how we do it 

One time, X, where you at my nigga? Fiyaah 

I spread the hate, like Taliban records and tapes 

Shoot five times to the sky, gimme some space 

I got y'all, runnin' in place, cut to the heart of the subject 

Mash out niggaz, straight from the gutter you love it 

Ain't nothin above it, we stomp y'all religiously 

Watchin' paper thugs tryin' to hide behind the industry 

From here to infinity, love thy enemy 

Niggaz got the knowledge but don't know the chemistry 

All inside your baseball hat and kneecaps 

With baseball bats, 'til fame hit you with me till mini-mac 

Full body black fatigues, lungs black from weed 

In black limo tinted SUV's with Bill 

Still, world, famous 

The underdogs of rap, back to claim this, the fact remain we're 

Heartless and painless, it's dangerous to strangers 

That try to change us, knowin' we're anxious to flame 'em 

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you 

We cockin' them thangs 

Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you 

We ready to bang 

Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? 

Watch where you aim 

Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga 

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you 

We cockin' them thangs 

Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you 

We ready to bang 

Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? 

Watch where you aim 

Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga 

You must wanna throw the towel in holmes, it's your man B.D. 

From N.Y.C., the N.Y.G. 

M.O.P., and X to the Z 

Is a friend of our family, yeah my nigga 

For you, counterfeit, wannabe hardcore players 

I rub you under your face with single-edged razors 

Cold street intelligence, O.G.'s and Rebel Men 

Grip quick, cock squeeze and Level Men to settle it 

From L.A. to B.K., from B.K. to L.A. 

Persistant and insistant on doin' it our way 

Do you really wanna fuck with Danze? 

When he comin' with them thugs in the van 

Double clutch in his hands, my nigga 

Make the world flame, face the Fame-ster, part, Fame-ster 

Y'all niggaz akin to God and gangsters 

It's the M dot, to the O dot, to the P 

With X to the Z hot, what's happenin'? 

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you 

We cockin' them thangs 

Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you 

We ready to bang 

Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? 

Watch where you aim 

Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga 

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you 

We cockin' them thangs 

Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you 

We ready to bang 

Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? 

Watch where you aim 

Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga 

Hunt down, hurt, hang and hate the hater 

Watch how you rise, fall and thank me later 

Look in my eyes, I should not have to say it 

Look alive, these streets is complicated 

Hunt down, hurt, hang and hate the hater 

Watch how you rise, fall and thank me later 

Look in my eyes, I should not have to say it 

Look alive, these streets is complicated 

You got problems with us? Start poppin' 

I get in yo' chest like anthrax, vaccine couldn't stop it 

Let's move on 'em, must move on 'em 

Rush in, gun-bustin', black seven plus tools on 'em 

Never snooze on 'em, I'm short, haven't got room for 'em 

I send you to God with no shoes 

Clueless, real G's run this, we rule this 

If you wanna get into some gangsta shit, let's do this 

No question, no half-steppin' 

Streets is my profession, heat in my posession 

Hollow-tips is the answer; look around you see the signs 

Say, "No Smokin'", but our guns got cancer 

Yeah, 'cause I'm not, what you thought I was 

Like my career was gon' fade like a fuckin' buzz 

Raise the stakes high, I solidify 

The grip that I keep on shit, get off my dick 

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you 

We cockin' them thangs 

Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you 

We ready to bang 

Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? 

Watch where you aim 

Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga 

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you 

We cockin' them thangs 

Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you 

We ready to bang 

Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? 

Watch where you aim 

Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga