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Yo I'm sayin, these Ruff Ryder
Dog
I heard niggas is for real
Dog. That's my man and
But I heard these Niggas is like suppose to be lockin
The industry on shit, on some power shit
Dog that's my and them
Eh
So I'm doin'
Right,
My and them is doin, because

That's my and them, ya know
I ya
Now ya me?
I ya
So you when you fuckin with me
Right,
You wit
Oh oh, what are ya now?
Told y'all
Ya just listen
Why must you be hard
Tried to explain, but ya didn't hear me
Ya know,

Uh
One two one two, come through run
Gun who, oh you don't what the gun do
do, those that know are real quiet
Let me you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot
gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest
Rap artist and I'ma this
up foreal, get up and feel, my words
I make split up and squeal
Ill is all I've been lately
Niggaz hate me, wanna duck me and make me
Put their brains on the wall, I brawl
Too for that 911 call
Niggaz stay beefin but a lot of them
But not me because I'ma nigga that can get out of them
You think a lot of them
Not just for
When I hit them like 'What you want?'
The battle turns into a
the dog right behind niggaz chasin em down
We all that you was pussy
But I'm it now
And give a dog blood
raw blood
I a dog like one bitin whatever
All up in ya gut
Give it to them raw like
And ain't no love I do em all that
Four right up in back
Clak
Close your baby, it's over
Forget it, happened in front off buildin but
Nobody who did it

Where my at?
What
my dogs at?
Uh
Where my at?
what
Where my at?
Uh
Where my at?
What
Where my at?
Uh
my dogs at?
What

is pussy
Keep me from the werewolf, owww
Howling at the moon on the
Eh, ah, no, get em
Ten niggas on him, hope with him
Give me the bat, let me him
I'll have em the pillow and the casket won't fit him
Only reason I did him, he wouldn't fight
Trieed to strike
him like that, layin up with the white hat
Gettin right at ya when I snatch ya
Up out the grave, nuthin but bones and
Hittin niggaz gashes to the head
to the white meat but the street stay red
But this gave me head for free
they see, who I'ma be by like 2003
That D took it there
He thought it was a
He went through like 20 G's and that
I was broke,
what you get for thinkin and eventually
Found that's you get for stinkin
Blowin up the spot you rot
Plus if it hot they know you dipped
For squared blocks
Hit em the ox to the grill
Eh, ah, kill kill
Yet they don't know I'ma rob who
That dog DMX is a problem