Multiply (feat. Nate Dogg)

Lyrics

I've beeeeen this way and I can't stop (ah)
 Hands on the ball and I won't drop (no)
 Half-assed rhymes that you can't watch (no)
 It ain't cause I want to it's cause I got-ta
 Get it Crip while the gettin is good
 Before the game is 10% skill and 90% Hollywood
 I don't need that, I don't believe that
 E'rybody gon' get hurt, if I do dirt
 I flirt with the idea of quittin' the game
 Nah!! I'ma evolve continue to change
 It take brains, balls and backbones to get it on
 And keep it on, we keepin it movin, to each his own
 So I spit about it, whatever I feel about it
 I'm just bein real about it; X get hot nigga forget about it
 Speech don't failllll me now
 Dedicated to the enemies and friends that hold me down
 (We) back on line (We) came to ride
 (We) deal (We) stack (We) multiply
 (We) stay on the grind (Until) we die
 And back for mo', cause we can't get enough
 Above the rest, accept no less
 Go ahead, check the game, be my guest
 Somethin brand new and heavy to get off my chest
 Win time after time 'til there ain't none left
 Hardhat, punch the clock, back to work
 I'm bigger, stronger, faster, built to hurt
 Everybody and anybody who come to my party
 Like they ready to get roudy and touch somebody
 Who's that nigga y'all came to see? "X!"
 Often imitated, but cannot be, "X!"
 What's next, collect respect like paychecks
 Straight to the bank with my bitch and have safe sex
 What do you believe in? I believe in
 Seizin the moment, livin and dyin to spit with a vengeance
 Here for redemption - been around forever
 Y'all cats were just too blind to listen
 It ain't my fault. we keep droppin hits
 And you can't spit like this, so I'm takin yo' bitch
 It ain't shit changed. we gon' bang like this
 And I'm drinkin this fifth, we still don't take no shit
 I got a "Sixth Sense," that tells me you ain't worth six cents
 I'm sick with my sixth sense
 Whattup Doc? I'm gettin down to business
 Crooked ass the cops to the Rampart district
 Loose yourself in the music, move it or lose it
 Abuse it, let's booze it, please don't confuse it with the
 Next man, it's the X Man rollin
 Stand firm, solid as the ground I'm holdin
 Make mine +Golden+, permanent +State+ issue
 Stacked with the wealth that you can't take witchu
 Long range missile, if we got issues
 I'ma squeeze this shit and nobody gon' miss you
 I'ma keep swingin 'til the medics come get you
 We busy, stay off my line, you can't get through
 Peep the design from the mastermind
 Yo Dre, bring that shit back one more time!
 

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Duration
04:08
Key
11
Tempo
98 BPM

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