歌曲 | Inside Job |
歌手 | Xzibit |
专辑 | 40 Dayz & 40 Nightz |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
(intro:xzibit) | |
Mr. x to the z (who am i?) | |
M-m-m-mr. x (who am i?) | |
X to the to-the-to-the z | |
M-m-m-m-mr. x-x-x to the z (yeah, yo) | |
M-m-m-m-mr. x-x-x to the z | |
(xzibit) | |
So it's one fifteen in the mornin i'm comin up, a hard day, serve | |
We gettin drunk smokin herb and the third dike you roll | |
Non-stop cash flow, 20,000 dollars and the rest cuttin yayo | |
We had the rocks, my ****** late to pick it up | |
Get him on the phone, hurry up cause i ain't tryin to get stuck | |
So what the ****** is the hold up? | |
("****** sit your ass in the chair and i'll be right there") | |
Reminds me i gotta shake the spot | |
I got ******* in the hotel room ready for me to bang cob weight (*knock*) | |
Yo, who is that man? | |
("he wanna spend a couple of hundred, (yeah), but he'll be right back") | |
That's when i shoulda got the heater | |
But i was too busy in the kitchen countin money and takin shots at tequila | |
Started countin out twelve when it hit me | |
If you was rocksteady, you woulda came when the c-note's rang | |
Before i could yell out to lock the front | |
******s rushed in the front door with the gauge, ready, duck | |
Bad enough i'm caught up in it, jacked, but worst than that | |
I'm caught in the kitchen without the strap | |
("where the muh-****** sack homeboy?") | |
Yeah, woulda killed terminators only d between us is | |
A stove and a refrigerator, came in and put the gauge to my chest | |
Took the money off the table and said ("yo, where's the rest of it ******?") | |
You gotta love it, came straight to the moneyman | |
20,000 cash, needed stacks, wrapped in rubber bands | |
Snatched the whole *******t and broke out | |
I ran to the living room and got the heat from under the couch | |
Smashed out into the middle of the street started blastin | |
Dumpin at the getaway cars but they was ma*******n | |
I thought i heard the homies just in time for the action | |
Police hit the corner with they reds and white's fla*******n | |
These ******s rolled off with at least a cool fifty | |
Ya, i'm in handcuffs on the ground and mad cause the k-9 bit me | |
*******pped me off downtown for the bookin | |
Threw my herb sack when the cops wasn't lookin | |
Fingerprints, hold the tape, hear come detectors | |
One at the door, another one askin questions | |
Stupid *******t like: - "who was i shootin at?" | |
Was it game related and where do they kick it at? | |
But i didn't say *******t i can tell from all the people | |
Involved it was an inside job | |
But i'm the wrong ****** to rob, i'll hunt you down | |
****** the money, i'll take you off and accept the loss | |
Set bail at fifteen g's, no sweat | |
Got cars slippin tonight, and almost got wet | |
Homies come to set bail see, but that's all right | |
Since i'm already here i'ma spend the night | |
(outro: xzibit and another having a conversation) | |
("hey, hey i need to use the phone again") (*car horns*) | |
("ay, ay man") ("since when did you start takin shoestrings and *******t?") ("man") | |
("ahhhh") ("do i look like i wanna kill?") ("ay man, ****** that") | |
("ay, look?) ("i just need to use the phone real quick man, eh, ****** it") | |
("aight, ay, let me get the top bunk") | |
("ay man, this, this, this blanket, this blanket smell like urine man") | |
All right, you're charged with public intoxication | |
(all right, listen there's a thousand people down there who are drunk) | |
Okay, i understand that |
intro: xzibit | |
Mr. x to the z who am i? | |
Mmmmr. x who am i? | |
X to the tothetothe z | |
Mmmmmr. xxx to the z yeah, yo | |
Mmmmmr. xxx to the z | |
xzibit | |
So it' s one fifteen in the mornin i' m comin up, a hard day, serve | |
We gettin drunk smokin herb and the third dike you roll | |
Nonstop cash flow, 20, 000 dollars and the rest cuttin yayo | |
We had the rocks, my late to pick it up | |
Get him on the phone, hurry up cause i ain' t tryin to get stuck | |
So what the is the hold up? | |
" sit your ass in the chair and i' ll be right there" | |
Reminds me i gotta shake the spot | |
I got in the hotel room ready for me to bang cob weight knock | |
Yo, who is that man? | |
" he wanna spend a couple of hundred, yeah, but he' ll be right back" | |
That' s when i shoulda got the heater | |
But i was too busy in the kitchen countin money and takin shots at tequila | |
Started countin out twelve when it hit me | |
If you was rocksteady, you woulda came when the cnote' s rang | |
Before i could yell out to lock the front | |
s rushed in the front door with the gauge, ready, duck | |
Bad enough i' m caught up in it, jacked, but worst than that | |
I' m caught in the kitchen without the strap | |
" where the muh sack homeboy?" | |
Yeah, woulda killed terminators only d between us is | |
A stove and a refrigerator, came in and put the gauge to my chest | |
Took the money off the table and said " yo, where' s the rest of it ?" | |
You gotta love it, came straight to the moneyman | |
20, 000 cash, needed stacks, wrapped in rubber bands | |
Snatched the whole t and broke out | |
I ran to the living room and got the heat from under the couch | |
Smashed out into the middle of the street started blastin | |
Dumpin at the getaway cars but they was ma n | |
I thought i heard the homies just in time for the action | |
Police hit the corner with they reds and white' s fla n | |
These s rolled off with at least a cool fifty | |
Ya, i' m in handcuffs on the ground and mad cause the k9 bit me | |
pped me off downtown for the bookin | |
Threw my herb sack when the cops wasn' t lookin | |
Fingerprints, hold the tape, hear come detectors | |
One at the door, another one askin questions | |
Stupid t like: " who was i shootin at?" | |
Was it game related and where do they kick it at? | |
But i didn' t say t i can tell from all the people | |
Involved it was an inside job | |
But i' m the wrong to rob, i' ll hunt you down | |
the money, i' ll take you off and accept the loss | |
Set bail at fifteen g' s, no sweat | |
Got cars slippin tonight, and almost got wet | |
Homies come to set bail see, but that' s all right | |
Since i' m already here i' ma spend the night | |
outro: xzibit and another having a conversation | |
" hey, hey i need to use the phone again" car horns | |
" ay, ay man" " since when did you start takin shoestrings and t?" " man" | |
" ahhhh" " do i look like i wanna kill?" " ay man, that" | |
" ay, look? " i just need to use the phone real quick man, eh, it" | |
" aight, ay, let me get the top bunk" | |
" ay man, this, this, this blanket, this blanket smell like urine man" | |
All right, you' re charged with public intoxication | |
all right, listen there' s a thousand people down there who are drunk | |
Okay, i understand that |
intro: xzibit | |
Mr. x to the z who am i? | |
Mmmmr. x who am i? | |
X to the tothetothe z | |
Mmmmmr. xxx to the z yeah, yo | |
Mmmmmr. xxx to the z | |
xzibit | |
So it' s one fifteen in the mornin i' m comin up, a hard day, serve | |
We gettin drunk smokin herb and the third dike you roll | |
Nonstop cash flow, 20, 000 dollars and the rest cuttin yayo | |
We had the rocks, my late to pick it up | |
Get him on the phone, hurry up cause i ain' t tryin to get stuck | |
So what the is the hold up? | |
" sit your ass in the chair and i' ll be right there" | |
Reminds me i gotta shake the spot | |
I got in the hotel room ready for me to bang cob weight knock | |
Yo, who is that man? | |
" he wanna spend a couple of hundred, yeah, but he' ll be right back" | |
That' s when i shoulda got the heater | |
But i was too busy in the kitchen countin money and takin shots at tequila | |
Started countin out twelve when it hit me | |
If you was rocksteady, you woulda came when the cnote' s rang | |
Before i could yell out to lock the front | |
s rushed in the front door with the gauge, ready, duck | |
Bad enough i' m caught up in it, jacked, but worst than that | |
I' m caught in the kitchen without the strap | |
" where the muh sack homeboy?" | |
Yeah, woulda killed terminators only d between us is | |
A stove and a refrigerator, came in and put the gauge to my chest | |
Took the money off the table and said " yo, where' s the rest of it ?" | |
You gotta love it, came straight to the moneyman | |
20, 000 cash, needed stacks, wrapped in rubber bands | |
Snatched the whole t and broke out | |
I ran to the living room and got the heat from under the couch | |
Smashed out into the middle of the street started blastin | |
Dumpin at the getaway cars but they was ma n | |
I thought i heard the homies just in time for the action | |
Police hit the corner with they reds and white' s fla n | |
These s rolled off with at least a cool fifty | |
Ya, i' m in handcuffs on the ground and mad cause the k9 bit me | |
pped me off downtown for the bookin | |
Threw my herb sack when the cops wasn' t lookin | |
Fingerprints, hold the tape, hear come detectors | |
One at the door, another one askin questions | |
Stupid t like: " who was i shootin at?" | |
Was it game related and where do they kick it at? | |
But i didn' t say t i can tell from all the people | |
Involved it was an inside job | |
But i' m the wrong to rob, i' ll hunt you down | |
the money, i' ll take you off and accept the loss | |
Set bail at fifteen g' s, no sweat | |
Got cars slippin tonight, and almost got wet | |
Homies come to set bail see, but that' s all right | |
Since i' m already here i' ma spend the night | |
outro: xzibit and another having a conversation | |
" hey, hey i need to use the phone again" car horns | |
" ay, ay man" " since when did you start takin shoestrings and t?" " man" | |
" ahhhh" " do i look like i wanna kill?" " ay man, that" | |
" ay, look? " i just need to use the phone real quick man, eh, it" | |
" aight, ay, let me get the top bunk" | |
" ay man, this, this, this blanket, this blanket smell like urine man" | |
All right, you' re charged with public intoxication | |
all right, listen there' s a thousand people down there who are drunk | |
Okay, i understand that |