Tytuł: We Go Hard

• Wykonawca: DMX
• Wyświetleń: 309

[sample:] "Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya?"
  [Cam] Uhh, what's really good? X I'm in the buildin man, yea!
  [sample:] "Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya?"
  [DMX] It's all, good, my, nigga
  [Cam] That's right, you know how we do dawg, "Pull It"
  [Cam] Y.O., Harlem, we back part two man, Dark Man where you at?
  [DMX] Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, UHH, UHHHH!!!
  
  [DMX]
  Let's set this shit off, start this shit RIGHT
  It's goin down to-night!
  Dawg off the leash, dawg walks with heat
  Dawg stalks the streets, in New York to eat
  How many times do I gotta come through (YEA!)
  Layin that thing down, puttin holes in you
  You cats get it on the double, so stay the fuck
  out of my WAYYYY, you don't want no trouble (c'mon!)
  We travel double far, to bring you trouble God
  We rollin double hard, yea nigga Double R!
  I don't know what you thought it was, but it's NOT
  But I know that you caught the SLUGS, they was hot
  Get the fuck off the block! (WHAT?) There's no more room
  for bitch niggaz (uhh) dawg I'm comin to get niggaz (YEA!)
  Lift niggaz, out they boots, dust it
  Cause I don't just walk around with them things to bust it
  
  [Chorus]
  Uhh, we go hard!
  Never mind what a nigga say - we go hard!
  We gon' play how we wanna play - we go hard!
  Man we do this shit all day - we go hard!
  Motherfucker! Uhh, we go hard!
  Never mind what a nigga say - we go hard!
  We gon' play how we wanna play - we go hard!
  Bitch, we do this shit all day - we go hard!
  Motherfucker!
  
  [Cam'Ron]
  Yo, I leave jail smoothly, jump in the pale hooptie
  Fuck the dick-suckin-ass nigga male groupies
  Diplomats, you look at alliance, you shook in defiance
  I'm cookin up coke, lookin for clients
  I got the AK, SK, 40 cal
  Scope red on your head still 40 thou' (40 thousand)
  Worse than files of {?} turf burstin blaow
  Give the church my child, ask to nurture thou
  Cause I've seen the hearses now
  But if this was Gilligan's Isle, Thirstin Howl, wow
  Look at his kicks, they worth a thou'
  Isn't it sad, do what I say and wish that you had
  You Michigan crabs, you stabbed you piss in a bag
  Or worse than that, zipped in a bag
  Broke to fractions, a division of math
  From, Hollywood, shittin on Shaft, we go hard
  Killa Killa Killa, Killa uh uhh
  
  [DMX]
  KILLA!
  X and Killer Cam, Dark Man X, once again - PULL IT!
  Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, UHHHHHHH!
  
  I just love how it's goin, Cam, X flowin
  (GET AT 'EM DAWG) I'm already knowin
  Step lightly around dawg (YEA!) I might be hittin town dawg (YEA)
  You really tryin to get down dawg?
  Only thing I can do with pussy is fuck it
  And I would tell you to suck my dick but you might suck it
  See y'all niggaz the cat type (WHAT?)
  You still a baby get your ass wiped (WHAT?)
  Must I take a nigga's last stripe? (c'mon!)
  Youse a bitch, now more bitch than a bitch
  Still a bitch fuckin bitch, you been a bitch
  Know how we do, run up, in a bitch
  Peep the crib, run up, in it quick (yea!)
  Everything breathin stops; only thing my niggaz is leavin
  is shots, you done got a nigga hot
  Let me catch you on the block, bitch-ass niggaz is cowards
  Done fucked around and dropped the soap in the shower (C'MON!)
  
  [Chorus]