Get Away With It lyrics - Xzibit, B-Real, Demrick

[Xzibit:]

Oh man, what up Knots?

Yeah, uh-huh

VA, yeah, LA, uh-huh

[Xzibit (Demrick):]

"Isn't life grand?" isn't quite what you thinkin'

When you got one in your hands

I've evolved and advanced

Used to make that pussy dance with a pistol in my pants

You can ask the homie Lance in Vegas

Make your players hit the tables for 50 bands

Yeah, I'ma do it while I can

I'ma build a lowrider, then fly it to Japan

Yeah, a whole different man, new outlook on livin'

Clicks, likes are given, but

(I've seen your IG, homie, that's not how you're livin')

With your prison cell phone, your phone got you sent to prison

Thankful for what I'm given and want not what I don't got

Yeah, I know seein' me makin' it was a longshot

Now go and get your fuckin' shine box

Ripley, Alien, blow you out the airlock

[Xzibit (B-Real):]

Oh, you think you got the upper hand? (Upper hand)

On my mama, got another plan (Yeah)

Cypress taught you how to kill a man (Kill a man)

But I'ma show you how to get away with it (With it)

With it, with it, get away with it

With it, with it, get away with it

With it, with it, get away with it

With it, show you how to get away

[Demrick (Xzibit):]

Dead on arrival, flatline the vitals

This the payback, don't get your name scratched like a vinyl

White like albino, drunker than a wino

I came up from the shadows down a road less traveled

Niggas slip like gravel and get dropped like a gavel

(My city where they trip off the colors of your flannel)

Life's a gamble, gotta lead by example

(I see niggas in shambles put in the can like Campbell's)

Demrick young drop like a anvil

Drop the money off like BM, smokin' on the Camel

Haters just replenishin' my ammo

I should've been a Soprano, in tune like pianos

[Xzibit (B-Real):]

Oh, you think you got the upper hand? (Upper hand)

On my mama, got another plan (Yeah)

Cypress taught you how to kill a man (Kill a man)

But I'ma show you how to get away with it (With it)

With it, with it, get away with it

With it, with it, get away with it

With it, with it, get away with it

With it, show you how to get away

[B-Real:]

On with the illest ever, yeah we the realest ever

Whether you ever admit it, we severed the head off a fuckin' giant

I'm David, fuck Goliath

Throwin' stones at your glass house, set it on fire and triumph

I got the keys to the getaway, yo, he want that-a-way

Scatter when the AK spray, yeah, ándale

No one's seen a thing, no witnesses

No one even needs to make a comment, how lit this is

X what the business is

Wrappin' bitches up for Christmases

See me on the docks doin' christenings

Actin' like it's all reggie, but never smokin' reggie

And if you bringin' Reggie, it may get deadly

We ain't friendly

[Xzibit (B-Real):]

Oh, you think you got the upper hand? (Upper hand)

On my mama, got another plan (Yeah)

Cypress taught you how to kill a man (Kill a man)

But I'ma show you how to get away with it (With it)

With it, with it, get away with it

With it, with it, get away with it

With it, with it, get away with it

With it, show you how to get away