Don't Aproach Me (Clean)
Xzibit"Don't Aproach Me (Clean)" is a song by Xzibit, released in 2001 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:34 long and contains 117 lines and 1050 words.
Lyrics
0:01Pssh man I need a lighter man
0:03Right here
0:03Yeah whassup Slim
0:06What's crackin'
0:07Hit this sh*t
0:08Sh*t I almost hit this motherf**ker today
0:11Pssh is that right
0:13What is it with motherf**kers thinkin' that
0:16Because we're in the spotlight or whatever that
0:18They can do or say whatever they want to us
0:22And that we won't retaliate
0:24Protect my motherf**kin' self by any means necessary
0:27Right
0:28'Cause you don't know me I don't know you
0:30So don't approach me I won't approach you
0:33And don't insult me I won't insult you
0:35'Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do
0:38'Cause you don't know me I don't know you
0:40So don't approach me I won't approach you
0:43And don't insult me I won't insult you
0:46'Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do
0:48Make no mistake I'm the Golden State heavyweight
0:51Bein' underrated gave me time to create it
0:53Can you relate I renovate straight out the gate
0:55Carried my weight but seem to receive nothin' but hate
0:58Millionaires snatchin' crumbs off my little son plate
1:01Kidnapped locked in a trunk get shot in the face
1:03No hoes no clothes no one showin' up for my shows
1:06You know how it goes I might as well kick it at home
1:09But my baby momma hate my guts and can't stand me
1:11(Yeah)
1:11Packed up moved out started a new family
1:14So all this strugglin' for what so I can blow up
1:17Marry a slut but can't watch my seed grow up
1:19F**k that this the f**kin' thanks I get
1:21For tryin' to edutain assholes and feed my b**ch
1:24Yo I feel like my whole life is upside down
1:26(Upside down)
1:26'Cause you seein' more support than
1:28I'm seein' my child it's like
1:30Everyday I wake up another drama
1:32It's a wonder I'm alive survivin' this karma
1:34If I can hold on to my private life for five minutes longer
1:36I might get my wife to let go of this knife and just calm her
1:40Without these cameras in our faces like animals
1:42For your Channel 2 action news to follow our ambulance up the avenue
1:45And catch a glimpse of all the suicide attempts
1:47And what we do in private since they won't let us put up a fence
1:50And you wonder why I carry every gun under the sun
1:53Whether it's unloaded full or an un-registered one
1:55No bullet you're so full of sh*t
1:58This clip is so full it'll spit if I don't pull it
2:00And don't give me no b******t I'm not in the mood
2:02I just got in a feud in some parkin' lot with a dude
2:05Over Kim and she just slit both of her wrists over the sh*t
2:08Don't tell me 'bout the show business sh*t
2:09I know what this is b**ch
2:11'Cause you don't know me I don't know you
2:13So don't approach me I won't approach you
2:16And don't insult me I won't insult you
2:19'Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do
2:21'Cause you don't know me I don't know you
2:24So don't approach me I won't approach you
2:26And don't insult me I won't insult you
2:29'Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do
2:31This ain't business this is personal b**ch
2:33You don't know Xzibit from sh*t new school class dismissed
2:36I had a very f**ked up day I'm needin' this fifth
2:39Shuttin' motherf**kers up like they pleadin' the 5th
2:41Yo Em it's time to get serious with it
2:43(Yeah)
2:43Time for everybody to feel it
2:45Similar to the egg in the skillet
2:46This is your brain on drugs Xzibit brain on thugs
2:49Ain't no neighborhood that's big enough to bang on us
2:52Ain't no love lost my niggaz relax yo'self
2:54I'm about to snatch it all and start spreadin' the wealth
2:57To my niggaz who never seen it I mean it when I holla
3:00At the top of my lungs about my guns and my loved ones
3:02Got tons of ammo to crack your enamel
3:05Changin' your channel you played like a f**kin piano
3:07Ridin' slow through Cali like I'm ridin' a camel
3:10Millionaire motherf**kers with their brains in their flannels
3:12I feel like Tony Soprano who do I trust now
3:15Just hit me on my tele' ni**a soon as I touch down
3:18Spit lines to split spines just to get mine
3:20Big behind b**ches gettin' dick to spit shine
3:23Sniff lines of coke that's the only sh*t that make you d**e
3:26B**ch-a** ni**a that's droppin' the soap
3:28Get choked out and beat put your head in a vise-grip
3:31And turn 'til you motherf**kers tell me the right sh*t
3:33So do I gotta buy a whole block to myself
3:35A front door with twelve locks
3:37And have a bodyguard walk me out to my mailbox
3:39And every time somebody makes a threat run and tell cops
3:41F**k that I protect myself with these twelve shots
3:43And one in the chamber gun in the waist
3:46And one in the ankle waitin' for someone to come to my place
3:49Tryin' to walk up and knock like these cocksuckers are not
3:51Gonna get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their face
3:54And it's a disgrace Halie can't play with her toys
3:56In the front yard without you drivin' by honkin' your horn
3:59Screamin' some sh*t leanin' out your windows beepin' 'n' sh*t
4:02Or pullin' up in my drive like I won't leap in your whip
4:04And so these kids tell their friends and relatives where I live
4:07So my address ends up on the Internet again
4:09So then I do an interview with spin tellin' them
4:12That if someone comes to my crib I'm a shove a gun in their ribs
4:15And reporters blow it out of proportion
4:17Oh now he's pullin' guns on his fans
4:18Just for tryin to stand on his porch
4:20And I'm the bad guy 'cause I don't answer my door like "Hey hi
4:23You guys wants some autographs Okay form a straight line"
4:26Sometimes I feel like loadin' this rifle
4:27And climbin' the roof at night and hidin' outside to snipe you
4:31It's not that I don't like you it's just that I'm not behind the mic
4:34I'm a person who's just like you
Pssh man I need a lighter man Right here Yeah whassup Slim What's crackin' Hit this sh*t Sh*t I almost hit this motherf**ker today Pssh is that right What is it with motherf**kers thinkin' that Because we're in the spotlight or whatever that They can do or say whatever they want to us And that we won't retaliate Protect my motherf**kin' self by any means necessary Right 'Cause you don't know me I don't know you So don't approach me I won't approach you And don't insult me I won't insult you 'Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do 'Cause you don't know me I don't know you So don't approach me I won't approach you And don't insult me I won't insult you 'Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do Make no mistake I'm the Golden State heavyweight Bein' underrated gave me time to create it Can you relate I renovate straight out the gate Carried my weight but seem to receive nothin' but hate Millionaires snatchin' crumbs off my little son plate Kidnapped locked in a trunk get shot in the face No hoes no clothes no one showin' up for my shows You know how it goes I might as well kick it at home But my baby momma hate my guts and can't stand me (Yeah) Packed up moved out started a new family So all this strugglin' for what so I can blow up Marry a slut but can't watch my seed grow up F**k that this the f**kin' thanks I get For tryin' to edutain assholes and feed my b**ch Yo I feel like my whole life is upside down (Upside down) 'Cause you seein' more support than I'm seein' my child it's like Everyday I wake up another drama It's a wonder I'm alive survivin' this karma If I can hold on to my private life for five minutes longer I might get my wife to let go of this knife and just calm her Without these cameras in our faces like animals For your Channel 2 action news to follow our ambulance up the avenue And catch a glimpse of all the suicide attempts And what we do in private since they won't let us put up a fence And you wonder why I carry every gun under the sun Whether it's unloaded full or an un-registered one No bullet you're so full of sh*t This clip is so full it'll spit if I don't pull it And don't give me no b******t I'm not in the mood I just got in a feud in some parkin' lot with a dude Over Kim and she just slit both of her wrists over the sh*t Don't tell me 'bout the show business sh*t I know what this is b**ch 'Cause you don't know me I don't know you So don't approach me I won't approach you And don't insult me I won't insult you 'Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do 'Cause you don't know me I don't know you So don't approach me I won't approach you And don't insult me I won't insult you 'Cause you don't know what I will or I won't do This ain't business this is personal b**ch You don't know Xzibit from sh*t new school class dismissed I had a very f**ked up day I'm needin' this fifth Shuttin' motherf**kers up like they pleadin' the 5th Yo Em it's time to get serious with it (Yeah) Time for everybody to feel it Similar to the egg in the skillet This is your brain on drugs Xzibit brain on thugs Ain't no neighborhood that's big enough to bang on us Ain't no love lost my niggaz relax yo'self I'm about to snatch it all and start spreadin' the wealth To my niggaz who never seen it I mean it when I holla At the top of my lungs about my guns and my loved ones Got tons of ammo to crack your enamel Changin' your channel you played like a f**kin piano Ridin' slow through Cali like I'm ridin' a camel Millionaire motherf**kers with their brains in their flannels I feel like Tony Soprano who do I trust now Just hit me on my tele' ni**a soon as I touch down Spit lines to split spines just to get mine Big behind b**ches gettin' dick to spit shine Sniff lines of coke that's the only sh*t that make you d**e B**ch-a** ni**a that's droppin' the soap Get choked out and beat put your head in a vise-grip And turn 'til you motherf**kers tell me the right sh*t So do I gotta buy a whole block to myself A front door with twelve locks And have a bodyguard walk me out to my mailbox And every time somebody makes a threat run and tell cops F**k that I protect myself with these twelve shots And one in the chamber gun in the waist And one in the ankle waitin' for someone to come to my place Tryin' to walk up and knock like these cocksuckers are not Gonna get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their face And it's a disgrace Halie can't play with her toys In the front yard without you drivin' by honkin' your horn Screamin' some sh*t leanin' out your windows beepin' 'n' sh*t Or pullin' up in my drive like I won't leap in your whip And so these kids tell their friends and relatives where I live So my address ends up on the Internet again So then I do an interview with spin tellin' them That if someone comes to my crib I'm a shove a gun in their ribs And reporters blow it out of proportion Oh now he's pullin' guns on his fans Just for tryin to stand on his porch And I'm the bad guy 'cause I don't answer my door like "Hey hi You guys wants some autographs Okay form a straight line" Sometimes I feel like loadin' this rifle And climbin' the roof at night and hidin' outside to snipe you It's not that I don't like you it's just that I'm not behind the mic I'm a person who's just like you
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