.....[forte & dmx growling]....
[chorus - forte' &
You wanna bust guns? (you lock fists? ) - dmx in parentheses
! (dmx!)
Be the hottest!
[forte' & We got this!!! (you hear? !!!!)
We got this! ( nigga! you ain't !!!)
We got this!
[forte' & Straight up! we it!!!
[forte' - one]
Associated with the razor spinners like gym stars and heavy hitters, Them younger love banana clips, broads that strip wax, brown beamers to whip And jerk a bitch, known to hit ya, for pictures! Thirty two shots to ya! all about the cash when I'm fuckin' wit' ya! John could ya richer! Fuck the of bel-air! I'm known to sell heir, got game a politician Whose trying to add on, when it's not You to revamp! the hottest nigga out the refugee camp! Run up on you b, and leave seat damp! And stocks slow, sellin' high, by low madina up to y.o. El john, micapo Get tore down, and the way it go down! The east is like the wild west the showdown! niggas be like, "what now? !" Get cut down! the gut down! Intense and leave you shut down! You knocked out! regardless, what round! now? !!
Unghh!!! my said it!! Niggas'll get it! the rule! I'm to break money off - a - li'l somethin', pass the food! when I'm drunk! I'm a different nigga! And all you gonna see is a spark, ain't no nigga! I figure this...it's just me against the world! 'cause all my fuckin' life, it's been the world earl! you think i'm-a do...when my back's against the wall!!? Fuck it! get rolled! 'til I fall! kill 'em all!!! that's what they say to me now! You vermon nigga! in a time where okay to be foul!! And you it! It's got john blaze! duckin' it! And this track rest, unless x'll put the slug in it! But, would it fit? ! nah, don't even think that! This is some that I could let go, and bring right back! It's crack, if you cook it, overlook it, so I shook it!!! Like a pit, what you get, is what you wit' me so I it!
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[20 pikasoe - verse two]
This track'll make me out! Run up in the with the chrome out! jerome out, no doubt! Ice jingling, sons mingling, we bring it in! baby! Gotta get money baby! 50's and baby! My whole be sonnin' you What you gonna about wit' a gun in front of you? ! Niggas grimy it, slimy wit' it!
Put in the baby, you gone Too many rappers live for cunan You knew was too on Me and dmx, whether change suit on Walk dogs, word to God bound to live and get charged, what!?
Unghh! unghh! If you my dog, you when I creep! Eat I eat! Sleep I sleep! For real, is deep! And you don't know, will kill you! From x, to niggas will feel you!!
I'm roundin' more And very few can nine The kick's too strong, y'all do songs, we live on! to sit on! I'm to shit on!
Watch y'all talkin' mothafuckas walkin' watch the dogs barkin'!
Ungh! ungh! ungh!
I set the clock! the glock! Hit the block! Rip the rock! In the sock! Get the knot! This is hot! Can't deny it, you mothafuckas since you how it go, don't try it!
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