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Datos de Xzibit Nombre Verdadero: Alvin Nathaniel JoinerNombre Artístico: XzibitDonde Nació: Detroit, Michigan, Estados UnidosFecha de Nacimiento: 18 de septiembre de 1974Edad: 49Nacionalidad: EstadounidenseGénero(s): Hip-hop, west coast rap, gansta rapActividad: 1994 - ActualidadInstrumentos: VozOcupación: Actor, rapero, presentadorDisquera(s): Loud Records, Sony Music, Open Bar Entertainment, Koch Records, Goliath Artists, Aftermath Entertainment, Interscope RecordsHijos: Tremayne Joiner, Gatlyn Joiner, Xavier Kingston JoinerRedes Sociales:Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, YouTube .'
'. ¿Quién es Xzibit? Xzibit, cuyo nombre verdadero es Alvin Nathaniel Joiner, es un rapero y actor estadounidense. , También es presentador de televisión y personalidad de radio. Nació en Detroit, Michigan, Estados Unidos, el 18 de septiembre de 1974. Debutó en la música con el disco "At The Speed Of Life". Ganó fama como actor y presentador de televisión, por su papel de Shyne Johnson en la serie televisiva "Empire". En poco más de una década, protagonizó las siguientes cuatro películas. "Gridiron Gang" (2006), "The X-Files: I Want to Believe" (2008), "Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans" (2009) y "Sun Dogs" (2017). Con su último álbum, ha empezado a hablar de retiro. Sus seguidores y muchos aficionados al rap de la costa oeste aspiran a que no sea cierto. En todo caso, quedan sus ocho álbumes, sus películas y la certeza de una carrera musical levantada a pulso. Niñez, Juventud y Vida Familiar Xzibit creció junto a su madre. Su padre pronto abandonó a la familia, pronto para seguir su carrera como predicador evangélico. Su mamá
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Xzibit - Hurt Locker Lyrics


WELCOME!!!

All foreign passports to the left,
All resident passports to the right,
You dig?

[Chorus]
Welcome to my world of hurt,
Where I put in work,
I got guns that'll knock you off of this earth,
Stand up let yourself be heard,
I ain't hear one word,
Am just bringing through the crowd deserves.

Cause what you want, is what we got,
Once things begin, ma nigga it won't stop,
Lock down your blocks, lets flood the streets,
Now, welcome to the world, of Mr. X to tha Z.

Motherfucker ... am back with a vengeance,
Black with the business, am a vet with a pension,
A man with a vision, am a man on a mission,
So crowd around listen,
This that hard-core,
Heavy head bang, you've been missing,
Go to Death-Con one, if you don't comply,
I might explode like a met lab, there is no rehab,
Bitches need knee-pads, a pound and some zig sag's,
That last like Ester James, am back let the cage rap,
Charles Bronson, visual Eddie Marksman,
Heartless,
Leave your intellect on your coffin,
I don't really start shit, I just like to finish shit,
This member with a hacksaw, getting' rid of it,
Am so militant, you so Gilligan, killin' it,
Heard you want the coast on your back,
Yo, be careful what you wish for, good luck with that,
You could be found in your trunk, with your chest collapsed,
Relax!

[Chorus]
Welcome to my world of hurt,
Where I put in work,
I got guns that'll knock you off of this earth,
Stand up let your-self be heard,
I ain't hear one word,
Am just bringing through the crowd deserve.

Cause what you want, is what we got,
Once things begin, ma nigga it won't stop,
Lock down your blocks, lets flood the streets,
Now, welcome to the world, of Mr. X to tha Z.

Motherfucker ... am made for the masses, chromed out classics,
Block after block, a park soldier Jurassic, camera's start flashing,
Everybody asking, harassin, suck my dick with six aspirins,
That'll keep your head tight, back from the afterlife,
Locked in ma hurt locker, building up ma appetite,
You Need your name in lights, when I just need a mic,
And, I can level any plane field like a sheet of ice,
it's going down like when you cup, and they read your rights,
Am going higher, better bail, if your scared of heights,
Am ritual killin' prepare for a sacrifice,
Roll er' like a paradise, loungin in paradise,
Jealous nigga's want to feed, like a parasite,
Burn leave your doral cigarettes, a just need a light,
A been around, seen the rest get shut it down,
Am stadium status, the crowd got to move NOW!!!

[Chorus]
Welcome to my world of hurt,
Where I put in work,
I got guns that'll knock you off of this earth,
Stand up let your-self be heard,
I ain't hear one word,
Am just bringing through the crowd deserve.

Cause what you want, is what we got,
Once things begin, ma nigga it won't stop,
Lock down your blocks, lets flood the streets,
Now, welcome to the world, of Mr. X to tha Z.

Motherfucker ... Am ... Whatcha!!! Whatcha!!! Whatcha!!! Want
Whatcha Want!!!
Whatcha!!! Whatcha!!! Whatcha!!! Want
Whatcha Want!!!
Whatcha Want!!!
Whatcha Want!!! (Xzibit) Yeah!!!

A man dies once, a coward dies a thousand times,
Your bitch asses on (999) nine-hundred and ninty-nine,
You only got one more, you better make it last,
Before a lay this hurt locker, to your fuckin ass,
Lock, chop, choppers ... chop, shop droppers,
Fresh state to state, until the fans came knockin'
Call us in the clutch, when your shows ain't poppin'
When your hoes ain't droppin' when your flows ain't rockin'

[Chorus]
Welcome to my world of hurt,
Where I put in work,
I got guns that'll knock you off of this earth,
Stand up let your-self be heard,
I ain't hear one word,
Am just bringing through the crowd deserve.

Cause what you want, is what we got,
Once things begin, ma nigga it won't stop,
Lock down your blocks, lets flood the streets,
Now, welcome to the world, of Mr. X to tha Z.

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