[Intro]
Grit your teeth
DMX
Ruff Ryders
[Hook: Swizz Beatz]
La familia
If it ain't about the dog, we ain't feelin' ya
A lot of rappers been soft for a long time
'Bout to put the hoodie on dog all times
They said pain is back
I said, naw, Bain is back
The Dark Knight blitzing with the hoodie on
Listen, I'll come through your block
Make all your niggas really missing
(Where they at?)
Where they at now?
You want that real shit, don't 'cha?
You want that street shit, don't 'cha?
[Verse 1: DMX]
Man, cats nowadays be spittin' that fuck shit
Bird ass niggas spittin' that duck shit
I'm from the old school and that there we don't fuck with
Been locked down on lockdown so you suck a dick
Four ways to get in when you fit in: floor, chair
Before you climb the ladder try to find the stairs
Just the go-getters, flow spitters
That roll with us are gorillas
Cold killers that blow triggers
You got niggas, but my niggas know your niggas
And what my niggas know 'bout your niggas, they ho niggas
Oh no niggas, and I call 'em "oh no niggas" 'cause the last thing them bitches said was, "oh no" nigga
You're about to go, nigga
And the last thing your people heard was
"Amen from the pastor and release the birds"
We gonna' end it with the word, may God rest his soul
And though it looks like he's sleeping, to the touch he's cold
Grit your teeth
DMX
Ruff Ryders
[Hook: Swizz Beatz]
La familia
If it ain't about the dog, we ain't feelin' ya
A lot of rappers been soft for a long time
'Bout to put the hoodie on dog all times
They said pain is back
I said, naw, Bain is back
The Dark Knight blitzing with the hoodie on
Listen, I'll come through your block
Make all your niggas really missing
(Where they at?)
Where they at now?
You want that real shit, don't 'cha?
You want that street shit, don't 'cha?
[Verse 1: DMX]
Man, cats nowadays be spittin' that fuck shit
Bird ass niggas spittin' that duck shit
I'm from the old school and that there we don't fuck with
Been locked down on lockdown so you suck a dick
Four ways to get in when you fit in: floor, chair
Before you climb the ladder try to find the stairs
Just the go-getters, flow spitters
That roll with us are gorillas
Cold killers that blow triggers
You got niggas, but my niggas know your niggas
And what my niggas know 'bout your niggas, they ho niggas
Oh no niggas, and I call 'em "oh no niggas" 'cause the last thing them bitches said was, "oh no" nigga
You're about to go, nigga
And the last thing your people heard was
"Amen from the pastor and release the birds"
We gonna' end it with the word, may God rest his soul
And though it looks like he's sleeping, to the touch he's cold
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