Bitch Please Songtext

[Xzibit] Yeah.. time to bring yo' ass to the table y'all It's X to the Z Xzibit, yeah (Where you at?) Snoop double-D, uh, O.G. (West coast, Los Angeles) What, bringin it live, with Dr. Dre, what? {*Xzibit makes the "Ghetto Bird" sound*} Throwin up a BIG-ASS W, coverin up the world right? YEAHHH! Hah, listen look You ain't tryin to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor Goin down by the second round, all hail the underground How dat sound? Xzibit backin down from a conflict Fuck the nonsense, terrorist, hidden bomb shit Glass and metal in every direction Innocent bystanders taught a very hard lesson I'm the reason there's no time to reach for that weapon and reason why niggaz with problems keep on steppin Xzibit ready to scrap, like Mike Tyson with his license back Nine to five, minimum wage, what type of life is that for me? It's blasphemy, you fuckin around with the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy You had the audacity to wanna tangle with the X Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex Drunk drivin tryin to stack my loot While other rappers gettin "Treated Like a Prostitute" So check the SoundScan Chorus One: Snoop Dogg All I wanna be was a G, ha My whole life, nigga please, ha Breakin off these motherfuckin keys, ha Let's get these motherfuckin G's, ha Nigga you don't wanna fuck with this.. [Snoop Dogg] Hmm.. aww nah, big Snoop Dogg Back up in the heezee bay-bay You jockin my style, "You so cra-zy" Dre say, ain't No Limit to this As long as we drop gangsta shit Look here bitch, you fine and I dig your style Come fuck with a nigga, do it Doggystyle I'll be gentle, sentiment