MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
dmx - x gonna give it to ya
Arf arf
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Grrrr)
Uh, Yeah don't get it twisted
This rap shit, is mine
Motherfucker, it's not, a fucking, game
Fuck what you heard
It's what you hearin
It's what you hearin (Listen)
It's what you hearin (Listen)
It's what you hearin (Listen)
X gon give it to ya
Fuck wait for you to get it on your own
X gon deliver to ya
Knock knock, open up the door, it's real
Wit the non-stop, pop pop and stainless steel
Go hard gettin busy wit it
But I got such a good heart
I'll make a motherfucker wonder if he did it
Damn right and I'll do it again
Cuz I am right so I gots to win
Break break wit the enemy
But no matter how many cats I break bread wit
I'll break who you sendin me
You motherfucker never wanted nothin
But your wife said, that's for the light day
I'm gettin down, down
Make it say freeze
But won't be the one endin up on his knees (Whoo)
Please, If the only thing you cats did is come out to play
Get out my way
First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL
Then we let it POP, GO LET IT GO
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya
Ain't never gave nothin to me
But everytime I turn around
Cats got they hands out wantin something from me
I ain't got it so you can't get it
Lets leave it at that cuz I ain't wit it
Hit it wit full strength
I'm a jail nigga
So I face the world like it's Earl in the bullpen
You against me, me against you
Whatever, whenever
What the fuck you gon do?
I'm a wool fin sheep clothing
Only nigga that you know that can chill
Come back and get the streets open
I've been doing this for nineteen years
Wanna fight me? Fight these tears
I put in work and it's all for the kids
But these cats done forgot what work is (UH-HUH!)
They don't know who we be
Lookin! but they don't know who they see
First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL
Then we let it POP, GO LET IT GO
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya
Aiiyo where my niggaz at?!
I know I got them down in the game
Give em love and they give it back
Talk to much for to long
Don't give up your to strong (What?!)
A dog to bow bow hug it
Shoutout to niggaz that done it
And it ain't even about the dough
It's about gettin down for what you stand for yo
First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL
Then we let it POP, GO LET IT GO
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya
dmx - party up
[DMX]
Uh.. UH! .. WHOO!
Chorus: DMX
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
Up in here, up in here
[DMX]
If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quickaight
All your mens up in the jail before suck my dick
and all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some dumb shit? Aight
There go the gun click, nine one one shit
All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime
you come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dicksucked
And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin to
but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what you do
Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else
and we all thought you loved yourself
But that couldn't have been the issue, or maybe
they just sayin that, now cause they miss you
Shit a nigga tried to diss you
That's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of thechurch
Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts
Chorus
[DMX]
Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain
cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't rapped long enough
to be fuckin with me and you, you ain't strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that youSuperman
I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and themic?
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors
You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know
Your old man say you stupid, you be like, "So?
I love my baby mother, I never let her go"
I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin over puss
that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them
who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, MAN
Chorus
[DMX]
I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head
No more talkin - put him in the dirt instead
You keep walkin - lest you tryin to end up red
Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up dead
Cause youse a soft type nigga
Fake up North type nigga
Puss like a soft white nigga
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water
We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out
We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out
Nigga runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be missin
You know who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin
Grandma wishin your soul's at rest
but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest
Chorus
[DMX]
Hold up! ERRRRRRRR!
One.. two.. meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ball-ERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my fly lad-IES gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my street street peoples meet me outside
meet me outside, outside motherfucker
X is got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man X got ya bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again (Swizz Beatz)
Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin again (DMX)
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
All my streets they bouncin again
Bouncin again, we're bouncin again
Swizz Swizz Beatz we bouncin again
Bouncin again and we bouncin again
Double R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all
Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now.. {*BOOM*}
dmx - dmx
(DMX)
Let us pray
Lord Jesus it is you, who wakes me up every day
And I am forever grateful for your love...
...this is why I pray
You let me touch so many people, and it's all for the good
I influenced so many children, I never thought that I would
And I couldn't take credit for the love they get
because it all comes from you lord
I'm just the one that's givin it
And when it seems like the pressure gets to be too much
I take time out and pray, and ask that you be my crutch
Lord I am not perfect by a longshot -- I confess to you daily
But I work harder everyday, and I hope that you hear me
In my heart I mean well, but if you'll help me to grow
then what I have in my heart, will begin to show
And when I get goin, I'm not looking back for NOTHING
Cause I'll know where I'm heeded, cause I'm so tired of thesufferin
I stand before you, a weakend version of, your reflection
Begin for direction, for my soul needs resurrection
I don't deserve what you've given me, but you never took it fromme
because I'm grateful, and I use it, and I do not, worship money
If what you want from me is to bring your children to you
My regret is only having one life to do it, instead of two
Amen
dmx - up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here
If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quick,
aight
All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick
and all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight
There go the gun click, nine one one shit
All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime
you come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick
sucked
And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin to
but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what you do
Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else
and we all thought you loved yourself
But that couldn't have been the issue, or maybe
they just sayin that, now cause they miss you
Shit a nigga tried to diss you
That's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the
church
Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts
Refrein:
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here
Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain
cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't rapped long enough
to be fuckin with me and you, you ain't strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you
Superman
I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the
mic?
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors
You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know
Your old man say you stupid, you be like, "So?
I love my baby mother, I never let her go"
I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin over puss
that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them
who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, MAN
Refrein:
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here
I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head
No more talkin - put him in the dirt instead
You keep walin - lest you tryin to end up red
Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up dead
Cause youse a soft type nigga
Fake up North type nigga
Puss like a soft white nigga
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water
We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out
We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out
Nigga runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be missin
You know who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin
Grandma wishin your soul's at rest
but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest
Refrein:
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL
up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here
Hold up! ERRRRRRRR!
One.. two.. meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ball-ERS gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my fly lad-IES gon' meet me outside
meet me outside, meet me outside
All my street street peoples meet me outside
meet me outside, outside motherfucker
X is got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man X got ya bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
All my streets they bouncin again
Bouncin again, we're bouncin again
Swizz Swizz Beatz we bouncin again
Bouncin again and we bouncin again
Double R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all
Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now..
dmx - ruff ryders anthem
Chours(2x):
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
Oh... no...
That's how Ruff Ryders roll
DMX:
Niggaz wanna try, niggaz wanna lie
Then niggaz wonder why, niggaz wanna die
All I know is pain
All I feel is rain
How can I maintain, with mad shit on my brain?
I resort to violence, my niggaz move in silence
Like you don't know what are style is
New York niggaz the wildest
My niggaz is wit' it
You want it?
come and get it
Took it, then we split it
You fuckin' right, we did it
What the fuck you gonna do, when we run up on you
fuckin' wit' the wrong crew, don't know what we goin' thru
I'ma have ta show niggaz how easliy we blow niggaz
When you find out there's some more niggas, that's runnin withyour niggaz
Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle, light it uplike a candle
just cause i can't stand you
Put my shit on tapes, like you bussin' grapes
Think you holdin weight? Then you haven't met the Apes
Chours(2x)
Is ya'll niggaz crazy?
I'll buss you and be swazy
Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business lady
Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you
you know I'm tryin' to get rid of you
Yeah, I know it's pitiful
That's how niggaz get down
Watch my niggaz split round
Make ya'll niggaz kiss ground, just for talkin' shit clown
Oh you think it's funny, that you don't owe me money
It's about to get ugly, fuck it dog I'm hungry
I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green
Five niggaz or a fiend, don't make it a murder scene
Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone
let a dog roam, and he'll find his way home
Home of the brave, my home is a cage
and yo I'ma slave til' all about the papers
I'ma pull paper, it's all about the papers
Bitches talkin' paper then how they wanna rape us
Chorus(2x)
Look what you dun started,
Asked for it, you got it
had it, should have shot it
Now your dearly departed
get at me dog, did I rip shit?
with this one here, I flip shit
Niggaz know when I kick shit
It's gonna be some slick shit
What was that look for, when I walked in the door
Oh you thought you was raw?
boom! not anymore
Cause now you on the floor, wishin' you never saw,
me walk through that door, wit' that 4 4
Now it's time for bed
Two more to the head, got the floor red
Yea that nigga's dead
Another unsolved mystery, is goin' down in history
Niggaz ain't never did shit to me
Bitch ass niggaz can't get to me
Gots to make the move, got a point to prove
Gotta make 'em grove, got 'em all like ooh
So the next time, you hear this nigga ryhme
Try to keep your mind, on gettin pussy and prime
Chorus(1x)
(Machine Gun) TALK IS CHEAP MUTHA FUCKA... (FUCKA)
dmx - freestyle
Uh, uh, uh
Niggaz gettin trampled on, what's all the fuss about?
Suckin my dick so hard, I'm bustin in they mouth
And then I snuff em out, four to the mid', fuck what I did
With no regard for a bid, ripped you up, while you wit your kid
Slid into the shadows, cause I'm dark like that
I bark like that, jet black, but I spark like that
Where ARE they at, when I get thirsty, shit
Ain't a nigga strong enough to stand the worst it gets
Bits, and pieces are all thats that left
Niggaz so scared to death, they hold they motherfuckin breath
til I pass, cause they asked/assed, and I smelled em
The S-P-E-L-L-E-D T-H-E-M, I spelled em
To make me have to swell one, eye up, lump up one head
Catch a body with the shottie, pump up one dead
Red alert, niggaz is about to get hurt, do work
to skirts, like a jag on the merk, ARF
Night time is the right time for creepin
Vandalize your crib, rape your wife while she's sleepin
I been off the deep end, since I was semen
That's why now, I'm such a motherfuckin demon!
SCREAMIN, my bloody head off, shit on my mind I gotsta get off
Can't even hold a joint, lest I let off
a couple of rounds, from the big three pound, seven
That's about eleven hundred as of now
How-can-one-man-kill-so-many-and
the-sin-be-plenty-before-the-age-of-20 *sing-song like Nice and Smooth*
Life ain't worth a penny in, my book faggot
That's why I took faggot shit, I'm a crook faggot
Fat loops leather jackets, I bag it, along with
the jewels smackin tools out the hands of fools
On the strength that they don't know what they holdin
Niggaz caught me tail end cause the weight that I be sewin
shit up cause I get up, off my ass and SKATE
Makin more moves than U-Haul, from state to state
I speak the GREAT, and if a nigga tells you different
You turn around you ask the nigga, "The FUCK is you be sniffin?"
Cause when it come to riffin, I am the riff raffin
Gots to say nuttin, niggaz know they get had
Motherfucker, Funk Flex, volume three, the final chapter
Ruff Ryders, Irv Gotti, Def Jam..
Right here, where my dogs at?
Got them all for you baby I got them all
I gots them all..
dmx - 4321
4, 3, 2, 1
Hahh [Method] hah
Yeah [Redman] yeahhh
Make it butter
I'm gonna Bankhead bounce!
No doubt
Aiyyo watch yo mouth!
Aiyyo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze the hot
trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon Meth-Tical come and get some
Playin my position, hot Nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
Posionous darts sickening, best believe
finger itchin with two broke legs, now I'm trippin
on MC's cliche, shot that ricochets
start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
from my punch, watch your son and you
Got you shittin in your last Huggie, runnin who?
Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin through
A single shot make your knees knock, respect Wu
Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga
Turnin Christian to a certified sinner
The bomb I release, time pent up (explodes)
While you got set up I was hittin your ex hoe
Shit I kept low, petro' your metro
Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin
Shit I'm drivin in, come with funk halogen
Terrorize your city, from the spliff committee
Kick ass till both Timberlands turn shitty
Gritty, smack the driver's head in the chin see
When I approach rappers be takin notes
I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic
I'm the illest nigga alive, watch me prove it
I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it
Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics
Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to life
When you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts
if the signal was strong enough, and then I'll call your bluff
like, "Yo, how many rhymes you got?" I think I'll go on
for more Milleniums than Mazda's got on the car lot
And there's nowhere to run ta, when I confront ya
Nigga, I call your bluff like you had a phone number
Who wanna see Canibus get wild, who wanna act fly and
get shot down with a surface-to-air missile
I take em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on
anybody who ain't close enough to shit on
Zero to sixty? I'm already doin a hundred
when I'm blunted and I give it to any nigga that want it
Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you when the sun is down
Run it clown, come up off that, or I'm gon' gun it down
When in doubt, however skull goes, it's gon' be that
See that, that shit'll finish you dawg, believe that
Where we at, do your value your life, as much as your possesions?
Don't be a stupid nigga, learn a lesson
I'm gon' get you either way, and it's better to live
Let me get what's between your sock, cause it's, better to give
than receive, believe what I say when I tell you
Don't make me put your somewhere where nobody'll smell you
And when the lights is out, they don't come back on
This ain't a flick you ain't gon' come back on, you ain't that strong
You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
You'se a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
so I can hit you up on front teeth, you think I'm sweet?
Want heat? One deep, leave him behind, front seat
Aiyyo, one [Meth] two [Red] three [Meth] four
[Red] five [Meth] six [Red] seven
Blaze the hot trizack
[Method] Shine like heaven
Seven [Red] six [Meth] five [Red] four
[Meth] three [Red] two [Meth] one
[Redman] Come on Mr. Smith, come get some!
When young sons fantasize of borrowing flows
tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed (yeah, word up)
The symbol on my arm is off limits to challengers
You hold the rusty swords I swing the Excalibur
How dare you step up in my dimension
Your little ass should be somewher cryin on detention
Watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue
I'ma do this shit for free this time this one's for fun
Blow you to pieces, leave you covered in feces
with one thesis ("LL Cool J is hard")
Every little boy wanna pick up the mic
and try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype
But that's like pickin up a ball, playin with Mike
Swingin at Ken Griffey or challengin Roy to a fight
Snappin, you ameteur MC's
Don't you know I'm like the Dream Team tourin overseas
For rappers in my circle I'm a deadly disease
Ringmaster, bringin a tiger cub to his knees (uhh)
In the history of rap they've never seen such prominence
Your naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up)
Now let's get back to this mic on my arm
If it ever left my side it'd transform into a time bomb
You don't wanna borrow that, you wanna idolize
And you don't wanna make me mad nigga you wanna socalize
And I'm daring every MC in the game
to play yourself out position, and mention my name
I make a rhyme for every syllable in your name
Go platinum for every time your grimy ass was on the train
Watch your mouth don't ever step out of line
LL Cool J nigga, greatest of all time
dmx - gonna get mine
Gonna live my life, make it through the night
It's gon' be alright, cause I'mma get mine
when it comes that day, carry me away
it's gon' be OK, cause I done did mine
I extort niggas, so don't come up short
you cowards ain't got the heart to do shit but talk
give a fuck who you know and who your mans is
it's just you and me here and he's gon' handle his
from semi to fully, bitch, I've always been a bully
picked on niggas, couldn't do nothin' to me
so what, you a little older now, and what?
still sittin' down to piss, stand up
shit, I throw at 'em hard, go at 'em hard
I ain't gotta blow at 'em hard
got 'em droppin' their guard
cause niggas respect the dog in me
and the cat in you that I'm able to see
that's why I'm on the ground and you up in the tree
who the fuck you think you talkin' to, nigga [?] this is me
come on, lil' man, don't be like that
what did daddy say [?] daddy said he'll be right back
listen..
Gonna live my life, make it through the night
It's gon' be alright, cause I'mma get mine
when it comes that day, carry me away
it's gon' be OK, cause I done did mine
I rob niggas that I hang with
you know X up to the same shit
[?] I bang with
pull out the thang quick, clear out the whole room
step back, ch-ch, what, nigga [?] boom!
lift niggas off their feet for thinkin' it's sweet
my hands on the heat, your mans in the street
I ain't got a problem with poppin', we're all goin' to jail
my shit stay off safety, my aim is well
I get down like I used to
y'all niggas think somethin' soft
we can get off cause dog, I get loose too
denna denna dehhh, like the Juice Crew
when I cruise through, bitch, you gonna lose too
blam blam, that's how a nigga gettin' at 'em
blam blam, I stay spittin' somethin' at 'em
whatever, vato, I know you're pussy, nigga, I can see through you
whatchu expect me to do!?
Gonna live my life, make it through the night
It's gon' be alright, cause I'mma get mine
when it comes that day, carry me away
it's gon' be OK, cause I done did mine
cats is sloppy, stoppin' me is outta the question
I'm always gon' be the best and that's a confession
I ain't talkin' shit, nig, I'm talkin' what's real
dog with the grill, walk what i feel
fuck you and them niggas you run with
niggas get done quick over some dumb shit
I'm startin' to smell pussy 'round here
a little bit of fear, figured I'd throw that in the air
now, walk with it
Gonna live my life, make it through the night
It's gon' be alright, cause I'mma get mine
when it comes that day, carry me away
it's gon' be OK, cause I done did mine
dmx - damien
Uh Def Jam
Uh Ruff Rydes
Uh my nigga T.P. creep wit' me
Why is it every move I make turns out to be a bad one?
Where's my guardian angel?
Need one, wish I had one
I'm right here shorty, and I'ma hold you down'
You tryin' to fuck hootie bitches?
I'ma show you how
But who?
Name's D like you
But my friends call me Damien
And I'ma put you in this up there
Up out this game we in
You and me could take it there
And you'll be the hottest nigga ever livin'
That's a given?
You'll see
Hmmm, that's what I been wantin'
All my life
Thinkin' 'bout my little man
So I call my wife
Yo, yo' dadda is about to make it happen
What you mean my nigga?
I'm about to make it, rappin'
Today I met this cat
He said his name was Damien
He thinks that we're a lot alike
And wants to be my friend
You mean like Chuckie?
Ha ha, yeah just like Chuckie
Dadda, looks like we both lucky
Yeah
Chorus:
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see 'em if you livin' in a fog?
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog
How you gon' see 'em if you livin' in a fog?
A yo D
What up D?
You the smoove nigga
I seen you when nobody know who pulled the trigga
Yeah you know, it's always over dough
You sure? I could'a swore it was over a ho
Naw, naw, that ain't my style
Nigga you stay frontin'
But you still my man
And I ain't gon' say nothin'
Pass the weed, go 'head smoke it
What?
Go 'head, drink it
Word?
Go 'head and fuck shortie
Know I can keep a secret
Aight
I'm about to have you drivin'
Probably a Benz
But we gotta stay friends
Blood out blood in
Sounds good to me, fuck it
What I got to lose?
Hmmm
Nothin' I could think of
Any nigga would choose
Got me pushin' the whips
Takin' trips across seas
Pockets stay laced
Nigga I floss g's
For that nigga, I would bleed
Give him my right hand
Now that I think about it
Yo, that's my man
Chorus X2
You like how everything is goin'?
You like what I gave you?
Yeah
You know if you was goin' down
I'd be the one to save you
True
But yo I need a favor
These cats across town hate me
Plus their behavior hasn't been too good lately
What, anything for you dog
Where them niggaz at?
38th and Broadway
Aight, lemme get the gat
Run up on 'em strapped
Bust off caps in 4 niggaz
Lay low for 'bout a month
Then kill 2 mo' niggaz
Now I'm ready to chill
But you still want me to kill
Look at what I did for you dog
Come on, keep it real
Aight, fuck it, I'ma do it
Who is it this time?
A yo remember that kid Shaun
You used to be with in '89?
Naw, that's my man
I thought I was yo' man
But yo that's my nigga
Hey, who's yo' biggest fan?
Either do it, or give me yo' right hand
That's what you said
I see now ain't nothin' but trouble ahead
Uh huh
Chorus X2
To be continued mother fuckers
dmx - niggaz done started something
Yo, ayo let's get papers and pop Mo' with holes up in skyscrapers
In condiminiums, overlooking our drug capers
New York City, know only way to play is gritty
I want cheddar, so we can front up in the 850
My whole commity like to puff L's and look jiggy
Who wan' test this? My semi leave you chestless
And ain't shit that you can say to me when you be breathless
Young, but I done did shit that you won't do
So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab about goin through
I got niggaz who pump on yo' block and in yo' spot
Who sit next to you? Protectin you?
But they'll murder you, playa
Don status, nigga we gettin chipsesis
And bad bitchsesis, frontin, frontin in eclipsesis
Ayo, Mase and The Lox
We takin knots from the out of state spots
Any nigga make it hot, get found in vacant lot
You don't really wanna come try, the one guy
Who stay dumb high from blunt lye
The rack of sing-sing alumni
Who got more beef than a Islamic farm
So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs
It's not a nigga in your gang want it
My AK slay gays, spray strays wit niggaz names on it
Often I bug, then we'll soften a thug
Have a chump coughin blood, fill his coffin with slugs
Yo, you know I got enough guns to wreck a nation
Any nigga wave a Tec at Mase, and, have a explanation
You bring your crew and em and I'm doin em
Then I'm beatin em down with aluminum
Then I'm puttin two in em
You can't touch me, I've been double sent, wanted for embezzlement
A lot of other things, but that's irrelavent
If you love the money, then prepare to die for it
Niggaz done started somethin
You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it
Niggaz done started somethin
Yo, check out the kid that get coke like Sosa
Never turned down chocha, be in the Costa
Rica, sippin margaritas wit a mami
Cleanin my Tommy, showin love to my army
Whenever The Lox find rippy blocks, we kill em
Yeah I hear niggaz, but I still don't feel em
And this for the listeners, and prisoners
And them jealous rap cats that prefer dissin us
My 16's be so real, you can feel em in your vain
Like Ramello's pops from Sugarhill
J be the cause for the kiss at your wake
Cartel lips, spittin clips at your face
We started from the bottom
You'll see bad niggaz pardon, whatever
We can do it at the Garden
Word life, this shit is real big
I'm makin niggaz blow trial even if they not guilty
I want a palace for my thugs, wit oriental rugs
Green bags from drugs, get wacked for the love
Twenty niggaz batter me, still couldn't shatter me
I'm only gettin up, splittin up your anatomy
Official lock family, grants niggaz handin me
I want the finer things, and I hope you understandin me
Sittin at the table, plannin and plug the fan in
Let the sweat dry off and then grab your cannon
Think you smartest, and retaliate the hardest, regardless
If you a thug or a rap artist, respect me like Pesci
and if rap was hockey, I be Gretzky, puffin Nestle
Any ya niggaz done started somethin
Actin invincible like you god or somethin
If you god, then I'ma makes a lot til you rot
And if you a playa, then play for everything you got
And if you a thug, then start bustin off shots
And if you a dog, you better bite before you bark
Don't came at me wit no bullshit, use caution
Cause when I wet shit, I dead shit, like abortions
For bigger portions, of extortion then racketeering
Got niggaz fearin, fuck whatchu heard, this whatchu hearin
How much darker must it get, how much harder must it hit
See if your hardest niggaz flip, when I start a bunch of shit
I like pussy, but not up in my face, so gimme three feet
Cause when we creep, no more than three deep, niggaz see sheep
Bloodhounds found your shit buried in the mud
Following traces of gun powder, residue and blood
A positive ID is impossible, so you know
John Doe is what they gon' be puttin on that tag on yo' toe
Now who gon tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed nigga that wouldn't listen
so you got whatchu came for
What's that?
Surgery wit the chainsaw grrrrr, I hit the fuckin streets
cause like I said before ain't nothin goin down until I eat
Mu'fuckers think it's all about impressin bitches and stressin bitches
Well, I'm testin bitches game, adressin bitches, and caressin bitches
And dealin wit mu'fuckers on all levels
What I'm dealin wit is all devils, fuckin with snakes
Runnin wit niggaz you call rebels
I got an army of 730 niggaz, dirty niggaz
that come through and worry niggaz
30 niggaz that like to bury niggaz
And scary niggaz get it all the time
cause what they got is all of mine
Your man was talkin shit until I pulled the nine
And if I don't know you, I don't fuck witchu
And if you wit my man, then he gettin stuck witchu
and gave it the money
Cause I just lost my mind when he crossed the line
Sent his back through his chest
then I tossed the nine, boss of crime
Black Gotti, I stack bodies wit the black shotty
Bitch-ass niggaz who act snotty
Get it
These niggaz is for real
These niggaz ain't playin
This ain't no fuckin game
You think we playin?
Ruff Ryders
Grrrrr
dmx - come back in one piece
There we go, okay, okay
Don't do me Greasy, okay
Uh, ay yo
You know what a dog needs
Do you really know what a dog needs?
Uh a dog needs a b****
What? What? A dog needs a B****
Come on
Not just any B**** but a real B****
That's gonna hold that dog down
Arf! Arf!
Baby I am what I am, I'm gon' be who I be
Everything from chasing a cat to p*** on a tree
Let me see what I gotta to see
Do what I gotta to do
Dog for life but yo, keep it true
Every once in a while I'll break out the backyard to roam
And get reckless
But I still know that home is home
And when I get there I'ma sit there
Take a s*** there
Put my d*** there
Do I handle my business?
Shit yeah
I'ma run till I bust my gun and empty the clip
Never come home, I gotta go just gimme the whip
I ain't got time for the lip
Just open the fence
Let me go I'll come back
I ain't got time to convince
Ever since I was a pup
I've been stuck with the street sh**
Keep the heat sh**
F*** it n**** gotta eat
I past on a weak sh**
If it's out there I want it
All at one time
So when it's my time, I've done it
[Aaliyah]
I know you'd kill for me
You'd die for me
I know you like to rip and run the streets
But I get nervous sometimes
Baby, I can't help to think
You might not make it home to eat
I barely sleep
Could you pick up the phone and call me at home?
And let me know you ain't in some heat
And don't go crying, you're grown
You know I'm looking out for you
Cause you be looking out for me, me, me
Chorus:
(Yo you can go with your dogs)
If you make this promise to me
You'll make it back in one piece
(So you can go with your dogs)
If you make this promise to me
You'll make it back in one piece
(Boy, you go back and you ball)
But you make this promise to me
You make it back in one piece
(I know you up in it all)
If you make this promise to me
You make it back in one piece
And oh boy I know you got to do what you do, ooh-ooh
You're making moves, I'm makin' moves yo we cool
(What? What? What?)
Lay on your paws I got your back if you fall, hey-hey
Nothing's too big, nothing's too small just go ball, yeah
Uh dog tags around my neck the streets are mine
I might leave the heat behind
Cause in the streets I'm fine
That's why n**** sleep till nine
Out by ten back by ten
Sleep till nine do it again
If you love something let it go
If it comes back to you it yours
If it doesn't f*** it you'll never know
You got me I got you, uh
Dog with a dog, ride till we die
If it's on then it's on
Repeat Chorus to End
dmx - the future
They got my back to the wall
Nobody to turn to, nobody I can trust
I used to have friends
But all I could think about was hustlin
That was then, this is now
And this is how I must be
A loose cannon, with a cannon
Nobody can trust me
When half the world is sayin "Fuck Me"
The other half will fear me
Shit both halves will make one whole
But nothing can dare those cowards to come near me
Yeah they hear me, but fuck that
I want them cats to feel me
Cuz to feel me, is to know I'll be a problem till they kill me
It's from sun-up to sun-down
Got my gun up, and I'ma run down
On any ass coward that feelin that I can't get down
I'm a nightmare, the nigga that's always right there
Borderline, with two lines, a little too heavy to fight fair
Unload, reload, cock back, and pop that
And drag to where your top at
And guaranteed that I dropped that
You can't top that
I'm here to put them rumors to rest
Fuck the past
Fuck the present
I'm the future in the flesh
I'm the chrome before the storm
I'm the buzz before the storm
I'm the screech before the crash
I'm the click before the blast
I'm the rise before the fall
I'm the loss before the gain
Vacant Lot will keep it hot
Cuz we the future of this game
Coke game to sober
We takin rap over
Either roll with us or you gettin rolled over
But pardon, niggaz is too hard for your squadron
Evacuate the buildin, save all the women and children
No way around it, niggaz comin in thousands
M17s, grenades, and four-pounders
All you grimmy niggaz get the fuck from round us
Y'all the same cock-housers from the blocks to gouchers
Celebratin is the the feelin when I catch a fake vilian
Send him brick style in the ceilin of an abandonded building
Feel me? y'all got to, I'm the voice of theory
My advice? keep rappin you ain't no where near me
Spillin blood for the dead, God bless them dearly
And look straight to the heavens so I know that He hear me
My shit fluxuate from the drop seven, to the wide bodied eight
Up on in corner, with the sweeper I let the body gate
When I do niggaz, it's how I do niggaz
And two niggaz got nothin for me
When they saw me looked the other way and tried to ignore me
I put holes, like foot holes, in niggaz buttholes
Stomp a mudhole, when I cut hoes, the fuckin blood flows
That was bustin niggaz wide, I was 10 when I died
Now I'm walkin dead with the infared by my side
Keepin niggaz in line like a parade
Then they scatter like roaches when they get sprayed with Raid
Like a grenade, playin with spades is the plan
Now what part of suck my dick don't you understand?
Better act like you know or get smacked like your hoe
When you straped, toe to toe, but can't strap with the flow
And I gets down for mine, with the crime
And if I gots to do time, fuck it
I don't mind
I handle my business and I shoot snitches
Cuz I know nowadays niggaz is more ass than loose bitches
It's all good, I'm still out
Knock on wood, robbin niggaz like my last name is Hood
Cuz I could, go with that mob that goes out to rob
That mad scheme to get cream without the job
I house more niggaz than a shelter
And if a nigga ever felt a, heltah skeltah
It'd would melt away, cuz the pain is too much to bear
Let the dead be dark while the Dark is here
dmx - getting down
Grrrrrrr.
Gettin down for what we stand for cause it don't stop
Once, the, Line's, crossed - BAZAAR!
I am from the ghet-to
I don't do the dis-co
I just pull my pis-tol
Take a chunk of your soul
It's me who ride up by you
Police won't recognize you
Run up right behind you
To let my ratchet squeeze
And you don't want no drama
Pistol-whip your momma
Put that bitch in trauma
You don't wanna war with MEEEEEEE!!
Gettin down for what we stand for cause it don't stop
Once, the, Line's, crossed
Gettin down for what we stand for cause it don't stop
Once, the, Line's, crossed
(Next out the gate is B.S.!)
Dog, I don't have to use the fifth to be a threat
I stand 6'3", 430, any less?
Motherfuckers want they shit split, I ain't the one to test
Understand what I'm sayin if NOT, how I figure
Nine to your tongue while I play with the trigger
Will make you understand what I say a lot quicker
Do we have an understanding? (YEAH!) My nigga
In case I be frontin know they really - DON'T WANT IT WITH MEEEE
Come comin with them hollows and heaters - TO PUT IT SIMPLYYYY
So if your team don't follow its leader - THEN COME AND GET MEEEE
But ALL you cowards better believe it - YOU COMIN WITH MEEEE!
(Next out the gate that bitch Kash!)
Dog, I'm known for gettin up in these niggaz ASS!
And they don't wanna, fuck with the bitch of this shit
Cause I position the hits
Speak with the nine, niggaz ain't ready for that shit that I spit
OH NO - get at these niggaz for SHO'
Cause once you cross the Line you already, know we get DOUGH
Dog, the quicker they slip, the quicker they ready
Holes in your Pelle, body laid up in the back of the deli
I thought, y'all already knew about me and these triggers
Get touched if you ever fuck with, me and these niggaz
The bitch is loose, got niggaz like, "Bitch you loose!"
I'm the realest bitch of them all cause I get down for what I stand for
.. YO!!
Fuck I gots to say it for? You already KNOW!
I was goin dizzy, I get busy with the FLOW!
Oh, it's like that? Aight, AIYYO!
Niggaz comin through anytime, any-WHERE!
Pop up and pop niggaz up RIGHT THERE!
Put yo' man's brains in the motherfuckin AIR!
Pop pop pop, you drop drop drop.. stoppin
Look at, what I done to you niggaz
I don't wanna be your father, TIRED of sonnin you niggaz
And I'm sick of bein bothered, I'm confrontin you niggaz
And take this and run, in a minute, I'm huntin you niggaz
Go on now!
dmx - where da hood at
[Chorus: DMX - repeat 2X]
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at?
Oh, them niggaz actin up?!? Where the wolves at?
You better BUST THAT if you gon pull that
[DMX]
Man, cats don't know what it's gonna be
messin with a dog like me, D-to-the-M-to-the-X
Last I heard, y'all cowards was havin sex, with the same sex
I show no love......
Empty out, reloaded and throw more slugs
How you gonna explain born in a man?
Even if we squashed the beef, I ain't touchin ya hand
I don't mess with chumps, for those to been to jail
That's the cat with the Kool-Aid on his lips and pumps
I can't deal with brother that think they broads
Only know how to be one way, that's the dog
I know how to get down, know how to bite, bite
Bark very little, but I know how to fight, fight
I know how to chase a cat up in the tree
man, i'll give you cowards the business for messin wot me
ay you crazy!
[Chorus x2]
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at?
Oh, them niggaz actin up?!? Where the wolves at?
You better BUST THAT if you gon pull that
[DMX]
Once a song, I come though, guns is drawn
BLAM BLAM, lungs are gone, sons will mourn
From dusk till dawn, nighttime belongs to the dog
On the street passed midnight, look for 'em in the morgue
Don't play with these cats cuz I ain't got nothin to say to these cats
For the mothers that really do love em, please pray for these cats
Cuz I know they all is hardheaded but I ain't got the patience
Don't want me havin no patience turn into more patience
More trips to I.C.U cuz I see you
Tryna get away with things a real wouldn't do
Where my dogs at? (right here) See them niggaz? (right there)
get em boy! (right there) That's how we do... (aiight then)
This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs
yo, where we at baby?!? (creepin through the fog)
From then till now, don't ask me how
Know that we gon roll like them chaps and hit every block on the job
[Chorus x2]
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at?
Oh, them niggaz actin up?!? Where the wolves at?
You better BUST THAT if you gon pull that
where the hood at?!
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