Quarter Key

[Intro: Demrick] Ooowee [Verse 1: Demrick] Espresso shot, 2 eggs with turkey bacon Morning head my bitch in the bed, she said my desert is waiting I knew how far I’d take it with determination Any problem, face it I don't leave it to interpretation Gym routines, shakes with the whey protein Changed my whole scene I was youngin' serving dope fiends Do my daily affirmations, morning meditation She on a Californication in my foreign waiting Watch as rocky as the appellations You played yourself betting against me nigga, congratulations No hesitation, my cut off game forеver like an amputation Test my patiеnce draw that hammer like it’s animation Casa Azul of forty two, we running thru them chasers Born a player me and ya bitch getting dinner later See, ever since a minor I knew I would do it major My ambition burning brighter than incinerators [Bridge: Demrick & Xzibit] Ooowee Uh-huh, yeah Well, all right You never know who you're talking to, right? Demrick Young (Ooowee) I-I mean, the damnedest things happen, you know? That's the nigga you gotta talk to now [Verse 2: Xzibit] I live amongst the Dapper Dan with the upper hand Try to do me dirty, you heard me, I spend 100 grand Turn your neighborhood into Vietnam, Afghanistan Pat your pockets as long as it make a profit, stick to the plan Starting from crumble, been humble from my beginnings I lost it like my religion, Xzibit, I'm back to business Mailbox money, calculate money by the minute Take shit from me, I hunt you down, easily found Fuck a critic They never broke up a half a P (Nah) And had a clientele to flip that to a quarter key Then I re-upped with Snoop Dogg and Master P Selling ghetto D, deeply rooted like a family tree I'm sick of hearing shit niggas won't say in front of me You want to see me come find me, I'm in the gunners seat Agony in defeat, eliminate the weak Protect your flesh and blood, and try to find some peace [Outro: Demrick]