"By Any Means" lyrics
Serial Killers (Xzibit, B-Real & Demrick) Lyrics
"By Any Means"
(feat. Scoop Deville)
I'm in the studio locked in till I go top ten
Won't be forgotten, most of y'all boxed in
You double cross and get buried in Loughlin
Got grow rooms poppin' from Stockton to Austin
Proceed with caution, too many of you watchin'
Y'all dead weight to me, sleep in a coffin
I still get low down dirty and rotten
And shut down everything the moment I walk in
She eat meat like a cannibal mouth, animal house
Make a toast, overdosin', like John Belushi
Stay away from the groupies, on a high like Cooley
I'm a summer blockbuster, you a Tubi movie
So can't none of y'all truly move me
I'm a hard act to follow, my creed shadowbox Apollo
Aristotle with a bottle, full throttle, we out
If you ain't talking about investments or buying me out
I ain't never fake nothin' for clout
The West Coast got somethin' to say, like they say it in the South
You can never benefit from doubt
Got 'em shakin ass and titties to bounce, then we kickin 'em out
Smokin' OG's like an OG
You know me, stayin' solid like the concrete
If anything's necessary, then by any means
Low key in the city with the palm trees
Smokin' OG's like an OG
You know me, stayin' solid like the concrete
If anything's necessary, then by any means
Low key in the city with the palm trees
Smoke weed like you're dying tomorrow, no sorrow
Feel bliss like a kid on the Haro, frame hollow
This real shit is hard to follow
You don't like what's in the bottle, too bad, bitch, it's time to swallow
Reality bust now with the thrust down
How you gonna get back on track? You're crushed now
C'mon whatever you do, don't make a fuss now
That bird on IG got your nuts from the lust, wow!
Unless you got ends, you in the friend zone
And you and mens playing pretend without an end zone
You ain't a player for real ,you getting sent home
And now you're fuckin' madder than hell, it didn't end well
Smokin' OG's like an OG
You know me, stayin' solid like the concrete
If anything's necessary, then by any means
Low key in the city with the palm trees
Smokin' OG's like an OG
You know me, stayin' solid like the concrete
If anything's necessary, then by any means
Low key in the city with the palm trees
Fuck fame, against the grain, stay in your lane
I puff Mary Jane straight to the brain, exotic strains
My home on the range, acres for days, land with a lake
No spring break, you hear my bass laugh from outer space
Now that we face to face, we set the bar and pace
No chaser get erased without a bottle and there ain't no case to place
My hands clean, never dirty, ride a ting, Nino worry
I get chased by bitches you get chased by ghetto birdies
Stick 'em, she eat the dick up until she hiccups
I know how to pick 'em, like dogs, I'll sick on the next victim
Headshot 'em, cock back and hickory dick 'em
You get done quicker the boa constrictors, Serial Killers
Smokin' OG's like an OG
You know me, stayin' solid like the concrete
If anything's necessary, then by any means
Low key in the city with the palm trees
Smokin' OG's like an OG
You know me, stayin' solid like the concrete
If anything's necessary, then by any means
Low key in the city with the palm trees
- AZLyrics
- X
- Xzibit Lyrics
album:
"This Thing Of Ours" (2026)
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