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Xzibit

Genres: Hip-Hop

What You Can't C Lyrics - Xzibit

[Hook - repeat 2X] 

Let me roll somethin' witcha 

Let me smoke somethin' witcha 

Let me light this up 

Let me blow somethin' withca 

 

[Verse 1] 

Mr X to the Z dog, I had to do it 

Locked the game down like Martha Stewart 

Like a big bodied Mercedes, get into it 

This ain't no luck of the draw, I'm supposed to do it 

They say we're in the last days so I stay with the bottle 

And stay swingin' for the fifths like its no tomorrow 

Make a nigga trade hard like I'm custom model 

Each one, teach one, we gonna lead, so follow 

Niggaz soft like avocado, trying to hold bravado 

My tips be hollow, some real hard shit to swallow 

It's the S.A.S express don't get caught on the tracks 

We got no brakes we just break backs 

We came in broke, now we got to leave with the whole stack 

Get slapped get smoked like a dope sack 

Cannabis and cheeba on the block with a heater 

Like if I can't sell mine, y'all can't neither 

 

[Chorus] 

You can read me in the magazines 

Or watch me on the TV screen 

If you ever tryin' to take for me 

That's gon' be the last day you breath 

Nobody here rides for free 

You fuckin' with a real O.G 

I stick 'n move like a young Ali 

You can't hit what you can't see.... (me, me) 

 

[Hook] 

Let me roll somethin' witcha 

Let me smoke somethin' witcha 

Let me light this up 

Let me blow somethin' withca 

 

[Verse 2] 

To all my niggaz drinkin' Cool-O 

Gettin' bent in prison 

Watchin' the game, they can't stop us from livin' 

I was givin' the direction but I never took it 

The path was crooked and cracked so I learned to cook it 

It's the black ?, the world on his back 

Animal instinct, adjust to my habitat 

Any situation, react 

You get manhandled and slapped down, mean not fuckin' around 

I think big like the heart that rests in my chest 

Fuck punk motherfuckers that pray for my death 

Niggaz want me to show love, but ain't none left 

Won't speak no names, I won't waste my breath 

Got too much stamina, too much energy 

Strengthen capabilities to crush my enemies 

And that feelin' brings me peace and tranquility 

Real estate, power, sports cars in Italy 

 

[Chorus] 

You can read me in the magazines 

Or watch me on the TV screen 

If you ever tryin' to take for me 

That's gon' be the last day you breath 

Nobody here rides for free 

You fuckin' with a real O.G 

I stick 'n move like a young Ali 

You can't hit what you can't see...(me, me) 

 

[Hook] 

Let me roll somethin' witcha 

Let me smoke somethin' witcha 

Let me light this up 

Let me blow somethin' withca 

 

[Verse 3] 

Another nigga like Xzibit just can't be found 

I eliminate dead weight slowin' me down 

Don't know how to back down only hold my ground 

Check the resume 

They just cock it and spray 

Ya'll niggaz just sloppy and gay, get hit with a K 

Stand trial for murder and lock me away 

Throwin' bows like Anthony Pillar 

For my foes, bullet hoes through ya clothes and that fake Chinchilla 

For all my niggaz in the hustle, celebrate ya life 

Fucking Bush administration tryin' to take your life 

X man exchange the data, hate the hater 

Hit the earth so hard leaving cracks and craters 

Niggaz wanna spend money on hats and gaters 

Hoes in Vegas they gotta have chrome and dames 

But don't wanna do a third of the work 

I built an empire from dirt 

I put you in a world of hurt...fucker!!! 

 

[Chorus] 

You can read me in the magazines 

Or watch me on the TV screen 

If you ever tryin' to take for me 

That's gon' be the last day you breath 

Nobody here rides for free 

You fuckin' with a real O.G 

I stick 'n move like a young Ali 

You can't hit what you can't see...(me, me)