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Muthafucka Lyrics - Weapons Of Mass Destruction - Xzibit

You know it could happen 

It don't happen till it happen 

When it happen 

You gonna wish it never did 

(Hey) 

Muthafucka 

 

Hey baby, sexy lady 

(Hey) 

You make them pants look crazy 

(Woo) 

I know you schemin' have you leavin' 

Screamin' "Fuck you, pay me" 

 

L.A. got tons of dameies 

That's quick to have that baby 

And that try to squeeze you 

For every penny that you thought of makin' 

 

These streets is fuckin' vicious 

Can't make the wrong decisions 

They have you shot up 

And shot up, caught up behind some bitches 

 

Handle your business homie 

'Cause ain't no homies in business 

So many people in this business 

Be so fuckin' phony 

 

I see right through them traps 

These niggaz run their yaps 

But when it really cracked 

Them pussy niggaz runnin' laps 

 

I clap 'em in they tracks 

My paper come in stacks 

And stacks of rubber bands 

Thicker than a paperback 

 

Just let the henny flow 

Go where you wanna go 

My party heavyset 

Ready set, baby here we go 

 

It's not a fuckin' game 

You know my fuckin' name 

I'm number one 

With a motherfuckin' bullet man 

 

You know it could happen 

It don't happen till it happen 

When it happen 

You gonna wish it never did 

Muthafucka 

 

My soldiers go with missiles 

Gauges, grenades and pistols 

Picture on the front of the paper 

Dyin' to press the issue 

 

My soldiers gettin' at you 

Full clip is spittin' at you 

You duck and stuck in position 

Just like a fuckin' statue 

 

Nigga I'm quarterbackin' 

We got it fully crackin' and poppin' 

And showin' no signs 

Of stopin' with options 

 

Fuck the industry 

Derive energy 

From hennesy 

Literally, I smoke like a chimney 

Y'all know we got them hummers tight 

 

We got them lovers right 

They want to catch ya 

Get naked begin to spend the night 

Here you go some good advice 

Come through steppin' light 

Believe me, extremely easy 

To lose your life 

 

Get 'em up and keep 'em up 

(X) 

They tryin' to get me touched 

If you gonna swing it nigga 

Bring it I don't give a fuck 

(Yeah) 

 

Better make this party jump 

(Yeah) 

Better make this club bounce 

(Yeah) 

So take your shoes 

Before you step your ass in my house 

 

You know it could happen 

It don't happen till it happen 

When it happen 

You gonna wish it never did 

Muthafucka 

 

Bitch we keep it crackin' right 

We bring it back to life 

Biohazard mutherfuckas 

That spreadin' like a parasite 

 

We ain't the fuckin' type 

You get the target site 

Lee Boyd Malvo 

Can't stop me now, no 

 

Get your fuckin' paper up 

We outta snatch it up 

Full metal jacket 

Stay clap clapped in the back 'em up 

 

Don't even think about it 

You get your shit rerouted 

Straw for your food 

Have you pissin' through a plastic tube 

 

I know you fuckin' hate it 

We stay inebriated 

Break out the hennsy bottle 

Baby, your regulated 

 

It's not a fuckin' game 

You know my fuckin' name 

I'm number one 

With a motherfuckin' bullet man 

 

You know it could happen 

It don't happen till it happen 

When it happen 

You gonna wish it never did 

Muthafucka 

 

You know it could happen 

It don't happen till it happen 

When it happen 

You gonna wish it never did 

Muthafucka 

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