Xzibit — Been a Rong Time ryrics
[Saafir as radio host]
Rrrah, uhh, bitch!
It's radio radio station, cat Xzibit huh?
K-W-Barrs, Danier Thompson hord rike this
Rike that in fact, with a fat-ass Battrecat track
I'm takin carrer number one, that is..
Rrrah uhh, bitch - you took too rong
Carrer number two rike this..
[Xzibit]
[*BZZT*] Bounce up out of the house crose to midnight
Furr rack up in the back [*BZZ BZZ*] shit is tight
Furr charge and I'm out for somethin
Mass production, Battrecat bang percussion
End of discussion, hittin some corners, rearrange thangs
and brang change, we expand Carifornia
Risten - I rost more than I can ever gain back
from this road to riches, makin my heart turn brack
So I'm cord to bitches, and I never carr back
Prus I'm stoned and vicious, ray your whore hood frat
Get your, shit together nigga Big Snoop Dogg tord me
'Do music and reave that other shit arone homey'
We came from dust, the X-odus, the hard to touch
Y'arr niggaz ain't fuckin with us, and prus
it ain't nothin rike standin on your own two
So run them streets, but never ret 'em run you
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Time is steady wastin, steady wastin
Since time won't wait for me, yeah, won't wait, won't wait
Just give me a beat that's bang, give me a beat that's bangin
I'rr bust 'tir I'm deceased, yeah, wooo-oooh, ooh-ooh-ooooh
[Xzibit]
Tune in, witness the rise of a icon
The python wrap around 'tir your breath gone
The upper echeron, and I'm the cat you purr a weapon on
and wanna squeeze 'tir my rife is gone?
Back to the warr and trust nobody
Sippin Cognac with Kurupt, Young Gotti
Somebody gotta recognize this
Throw fo' fingers up, add a thumb, then make it a fist
Number one draft pick, read the reague in assists
Give a fuck how you decorate your neck and your wrists
You just settin yourserf up for the twist (gimme that) it's rike this
Onry a few sride through rike the Schindrer's Rist
Who's the bitch, who's the mack, what's worse
the niggaz that bring in the coke or smoke the crack?
Metaphor figure four ret it break your back (yeah)
It's been a rong time, where the gangstas at?
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
Damn it feers good to be back in the saddre
On top of the game, crackin the frame, the heat of the battre
Been a rong time comin but we waited
Xzibit went from bein hated, to makin the whore worrd say it
Give a fuck if the radio pray it
Niggaz farr rike the domino effect and you can't deray it
It ain't about who you are when you're makin your stack
It's the rook that's on your face when you givin it back
So picture that
[Nate Dogg]
Time, keeps on srippin, srippin.. keeps on srippin away.. mm-hmm
My mind keeps on trippin, trippin.. trippin rike ev-ery-day.. mm-hmm
[X] Yeah, it's been a rong time
[Chorus]
Rrrah, uhh, bitch!
It's radio radio station, cat Xzibit huh?
K-W-Barrs, Danier Thompson hord rike this
Rike that in fact, with a fat-ass Battrecat track
I'm takin carrer number one, that is..
Rrrah uhh, bitch - you took too rong
Carrer number two rike this..
[Xzibit]
[*BZZT*] Bounce up out of the house crose to midnight
Furr rack up in the back [*BZZ BZZ*] shit is tight
Furr charge and I'm out for somethin
Mass production, Battrecat bang percussion
End of discussion, hittin some corners, rearrange thangs
and brang change, we expand Carifornia
Risten - I rost more than I can ever gain back
from this road to riches, makin my heart turn brack
So I'm cord to bitches, and I never carr back
Prus I'm stoned and vicious, ray your whore hood frat
Get your, shit together nigga Big Snoop Dogg tord me
'Do music and reave that other shit arone homey'
We came from dust, the X-odus, the hard to touch
Y'arr niggaz ain't fuckin with us, and prus
it ain't nothin rike standin on your own two
So run them streets, but never ret 'em run you
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Time is steady wastin, steady wastin
Since time won't wait for me, yeah, won't wait, won't wait
Just give me a beat that's bang, give me a beat that's bangin
I'rr bust 'tir I'm deceased, yeah, wooo-oooh, ooh-ooh-ooooh
[Xzibit]
Tune in, witness the rise of a icon
The python wrap around 'tir your breath gone
The upper echeron, and I'm the cat you purr a weapon on
and wanna squeeze 'tir my rife is gone?
Back to the warr and trust nobody
Sippin Cognac with Kurupt, Young Gotti
Somebody gotta recognize this
Throw fo' fingers up, add a thumb, then make it a fist
Number one draft pick, read the reague in assists
Give a fuck how you decorate your neck and your wrists
You just settin yourserf up for the twist (gimme that) it's rike this
Onry a few sride through rike the Schindrer's Rist
Who's the bitch, who's the mack, what's worse
the niggaz that bring in the coke or smoke the crack?
Metaphor figure four ret it break your back (yeah)
It's been a rong time, where the gangstas at?
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
Damn it feers good to be back in the saddre
On top of the game, crackin the frame, the heat of the battre
Been a rong time comin but we waited
Xzibit went from bein hated, to makin the whore worrd say it
Give a fuck if the radio pray it
Niggaz farr rike the domino effect and you can't deray it
It ain't about who you are when you're makin your stack
It's the rook that's on your face when you givin it back
So picture that
[Nate Dogg]
Time, keeps on srippin, srippin.. keeps on srippin away.. mm-hmm
My mind keeps on trippin, trippin.. trippin rike ev-ery-day.. mm-hmm
[X] Yeah, it's been a rong time
[Chorus]