Take ’Em Out Swizz Beatz (Ft. Benny the Butcher, Jadakiss & ScarLip)
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[Chorus: Onyx, Jadakiss & Swizz Beatz]
Take 'em out, take 'em out, bring 'em out dead (Dead)
Shine 'em up, shine 'em up, shine a bald-head (Head)
One gun, two gun, three gun, four (Haha)
You're mine, it's all about crime, crime (Here we go)
[Verse 1: Jadakiss & Swizz Beatz]
Material, a razor, a plate, you see your profit risin' (Uh)
Still learnin' the algorithms and monetizin' (Woo, yeah)
Not condonin' the mumble rap and the harmonizin' (Nah)
Forefathers of rap, I'm apologizin' (Right)
Been quiet, ain't nobody really droppin' (Goddamn, uh-uh)
Couple funerals'll get the city back poppin' (Yup)
A nine on the dope'll get the city back coppin' (Woo, uh)
If you see me in the club, I got the pretty black Glock in (Here we go)
Yeah, so don't get too feisty (Nah)
'Cause I'll throw the stocking over the Pooh Shiesty (Mm)
My best advice to you is "Move lightly" (Damn)
'Cause they already on your heels, you too icy, uh (Ayy)
All tough guys play the bathroom (Oh, uh)
They lookin' for fire, I put the gas to 'em (Right)
Bullshittin' while I'm tryna talk cash to 'em (Oh, cash)
'Specially since the corner's the new classroom (Let's go, mm)
Congratulations, jail or death is graduation
It all really depends on your infatuations (Here we go, that's it)
This is D-boy penmanship (Woo)
Brunch with the plug, sea bass, spinach dip (Mm)
Yeah, real intimate (Uh)
Cigar and a glass of vino, big business shit (Damn)
Take 'em out, take 'em out, bring 'em out dead (Dead)
Shine 'em up, shine 'em up, shine a bald-head (Head)
One gun, two gun, three gun, four (Haha)
You're mine, it's all about crime, crime (Here we go)
[Verse 1: Jadakiss & Swizz Beatz]
Material, a razor, a plate, you see your profit risin' (Uh)
Still learnin' the algorithms and monetizin' (Woo, yeah)
Not condonin' the mumble rap and the harmonizin' (Nah)
Forefathers of rap, I'm apologizin' (Right)
Been quiet, ain't nobody really droppin' (Goddamn, uh-uh)
Couple funerals'll get the city back poppin' (Yup)
A nine on the dope'll get the city back coppin' (Woo, uh)
If you see me in the club, I got the pretty black Glock in (Here we go)
Yeah, so don't get too feisty (Nah)
'Cause I'll throw the stocking over the Pooh Shiesty (Mm)
My best advice to you is "Move lightly" (Damn)
'Cause they already on your heels, you too icy, uh (Ayy)
All tough guys play the bathroom (Oh, uh)
They lookin' for fire, I put the gas to 'em (Right)
Bullshittin' while I'm tryna talk cash to 'em (Oh, cash)
'Specially since the corner's the new classroom (Let's go, mm)
Congratulations, jail or death is graduation
It all really depends on your infatuations (Here we go, that's it)
This is D-boy penmanship (Woo)
Brunch with the plug, sea bass, spinach dip (Mm)
Yeah, real intimate (Uh)
Cigar and a glass of vino, big business shit (Damn)
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