[Intro: DMX]
Grrrrrrrr
Gettin' down for what we stand for 'cause it don't stop
Once, the, line's, crossed
Bazaar

[Verse 1: Bazaar Royale]
I am from the ghetto
I don't do the disco
I just pull my pistol, take a chunk of your soul
It's me who ride right by you, police won't recognize you
Run up right behind you, and let my ratchet squeeze
You don't want no drama, pistol-whip your momma
Put that bitch in trauma, you don't wanna pump with me

[Chorus: DMX]
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

[Verse 2: Big Stan]
Dog, I don't have to use the fifth to be a threat
I stand six foot three, four thirty, and unless
Motherfuckers' want their shit split, I ain't the one to test
Understand what I'm saying, 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
And cats that be frontin', know they really
Don't want it with me
Come coming with them hollows and heaters
To put it simply
So if your team gon' follow it's leader
Then come and get me
But all you cowards better believe that
Your comin' with me
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