(DMX) *Growling*..... (50 Cent (DMX)) Yeah ?(*Bark*) ? ?(*Bark*) ? what i told you boy, im i G-Unit motherfuckin soldier boy And when you gon get it in your brain, the gates wide open and the doggs of the chains (DMX) *bark bark* (50 Cent) Ill be that youngan wit that guttyness, tellin you to stop frontin Ill be that youngan on the run, after i pop suttin In the bible i read, death is for eternity If you talk about death and im death is gon come J taught me how the flow this they shot him in the head Randy as was dead, now he runnin scared Some say im gangsta, some say im crazy If you ask me i say im what the hood made me Now i can stunt till my ass dead broke like Jay-Z Or put a hundred grand on a nigga head to play me See im cool with them Hatian mob niggaz To say Sapasay-mabulay and rob niggaz The mediall be tryin to make a nigga look bad, wasup with that? See my flick, next to Pre Papi and Cat In Montana, i kill em wit the grammer I ? in the slammer after bangin them hammers X what-up (DMX) Aaaight! (Chorus 50 Cent/(DMX)) If you dont live that You shouldnt say (Uh) that Cause what comes out ya mouf Will get you Shot! Down! ? ? around and we dont play that (what) Get in our line Will get you Shot! Down! (Nigga) We know where you hang We know where you stay at That bullshit you want Will get you Shot! (What) Down! Here a few clicks that you should play (Uh) wit G-Unit (Uh) Ruffriders (Uh) will get (Uh) you Shot! Down! (DMX) Ey yo what yall niggaz talkin bout think you playin wit? Double R, G-Unit, the same onld shit Put the faggots in the ring, watch em all quit All yall niggaz is pussy, suck my dick Aint nuttin but a hand from the man still standin I remember 50 and sipher when ONYX was slammin Now we meet again its all good ma nigga Back to the street again its all hood ma nigga Back on ward ma nigga, we both walk the dawg We dint to where we ? ?, shit was hard But once we got through the trials its all smiles Till a bitch type nigga all of a sudden get wild Now why you gots to go and take me back to where i came from Ima make you remember, where you know my name from 45th street, Blap! Blap! Ave I don ran through your crew and only let off half, Nigga (Chorus 50 Cent/(DMX)/[Styles P]) If you dont live that You shouldnt say (Uh) that Cause what comes out ya mouf Will get you Shot! Down! ? ? around and we dont play that (what) Get in our line Will get you Shot! Down! (Nigga) Will get you Shot! (What) Down! Here a few clicks that you should play [Yeah] wit G-Unit Ruffriders [Word] will get you [Yeah] Shot! Down! (Styles P) If ya head aint offa ya shoulders (Uh Hu) You aint get shot, you got nipped nigga (just nipped) Cause if my chrome hit a piece of ya bone its gon do more that chip, nigga (alot more than that), yeah What the fuck is the problem, the porsche is red, the buckets is on me 30 shot hand gunz, the gutter is starvin Niggaz like me might rush your apartment Blood stainsll fuck-up ya carpet Brain on the window i smell murder everytime that the wind blow Tie him to the chair then knock out his chin bone I dont want the thrown or the crown, i aint sell enough You cant have the jail or the ground, you aint a hell enough Im the one that flood the gutters Betta tap your man, and let him know peall luh the colours And niggaz is gettin shot down, 2 gunz up Double, SP holdin D-Block down (Chorus 50 Cent/(DMX)) If you dont live that You shouldnt say (Uh) that Cause what comes out ya mouf Will get you Shot! Down! ? ? around and we dont play that (what) Get in our line Will get you Shot! Down! (Nigga) We know where you hang We know where you stay at That bullshit you want Will get you Shot! (What) Down! Here a few clicks that you should play (Uh) wit G-Unit (Uh) Ruffriders (Uh) will get (Uh) you Shot! Down!
Artist: DMX Lyrics 50 Cent & Styles P
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