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(talking)
(But I'm sayin' these Ruff Ryder niggaz) dog
(I heard these niggaz is for real)
Dog (uh huh) that's mymansandem
(But I heard these niggaz supposed to be like
Lockin' down the industry on some shit
On some power shit) dog
That's mymansandem (mmm)
So what I'm doin' (right, right)
Mymansandem is doin', because (right)
That's mymansandem, ya know
(I feel you) now you feel me
(I feel you man) so you know
When you fuckin' wit' me (right, right)
You fuckin wit'...(uh oh)
What have you done now?
Told yall niggaz
You just don't listen
Why must you be hard-headed?
Tried to explain
But you didn't hear me though
Now, uh, now I must hunt you
I must, I don't want to, I have to
Uh, one, two, one, two, come through, run through
Gun who, oh, you don't know what the gun do
Some do, those who know are real quiet
And you think you wanna try it
Fuck around and start a riot
Niggaz gon' rap regardless
Because I'm the hardest
Rap artist, and I'ma start this
Shit up for real, get up and feel
My words, I make herbs spit up and squeal, yeah
It's all I been hearin' lately
Niggaz hate me when I duct tape thee and rape thee
With they brains on the wall, when I brawl
Too late for that 9-1-1 call
Niggaz stay evil, but a lot of 'em bluff
But not me, 'cuz I'm a nigga,
That can get out of them cuffs
Think a lot of 'ems tough, that's just a front
When I hit them niggaz like 'what you want?'
The battle turns into a hunt
The dog right behind niggaz, chasin' 'em down
We all knew that you were pussy
But I'll taste it now
And never give a dog blood
'Cuz all blood might have a dog bite, what
Fightin' whatever, all up in your gut
Give it to you raw like that, it aint no love
I do 'em all like that, four right up in they back
Clack, clack
Close your mouth baby it's over forget it
Happened in front of your building
But nobody knows who did it
Where my dogs at?
What, what, where my dogs at?
Uh, where my dogs at?
What, what, where my dogs at?
Uh, where my dogs at?
What, what, where my dogs at?
Uh, where my dogs at?
What, what
Niggaz is puss
Keep you runnin' from the warewolf (grrrrr)
Howlin' at the moon on the roof
Uh oh, ooh, ah, noooo
Get 'em
10 niggaz on 'im, hope god's wit' 'em
Give me the bat, let me split 'em
I'll have 'em wit' a grill
And when the casket won't fit 'em
Only reason I did 'em
Wouldn't fight back
Never strike back, never liked that
Layin' up with a white hat
Nigga right back at 'cha when I snatch ya
Up out the way nothin' but bones and ashes
Hittin' niggaz with gashes to the head
Straight to the white meat
But the streets stay red
Bitches gon' give me head for free
When they see, who I'ma be
By like 2003
That nigga D took it there
He thought it was a joke
He ran through like twenty g's
Thought that I was broke
Stupid, that's what you get for thinkin'
And I bet you when he found
That's what you get for stinkin'
Blowin' up the spot when you rock
Plus, if it gets hot
They know you dead, four square blocks
Hit 'em with the ox to the grill
Kill, nigga, kill
Yet in still you don't know
I'ma rob 'im
That nigga DMX is a mother fuckin' problem

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