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[dmx talking]
Aiyyo, ya niggaz must be outcha fuckin mind
Thinkin dog can't pull another motherfuckin rabbit out the hat
Nigga i ain't gotta check out my motherfuckin sleeves you bitch ass niggaz
Fuck is y'all niggaz...
Y'all niggaz just thinkin i'm sittin around doin nothin?
Oh my god, y'all niggaz can't be serious
[chorus: dmx - repeat 2x]
Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at?
Oh, them niggaz actin up?!? where the wolves at?
You better bust that if you gon pull that
[dmx]
Man, cats don't know what it's gonna be
Fuckin with a nigga like me, d-to-the-m-to-the-x
Last i heard, y'all niggaz was havin sex, with the same sex
I show no love, to homo thugs
Empty out, reloaded and throw more slugs
How you gonna explain fuckin a man?
Even if we squashed the beef, i ain't touchin ya hand
I don't buck with chumps, for those to been to jail
That's the cat with the kool-aid on his lips and pumps
I don't fuck with niggaz that think they broads
Only know how to be one way, that's the dog
I know how to get down, know how to bite
Bark very little, but i know how to fight
I know how to chase a cat up in the tree
Man, i give y'all niggaz the b'iness for fuckin wit me, is you crazy?!?
[chorus]
[dmx]
Once a song, i come though, guns is drawn
Blam blam, lungs are gone, sons will mourn
From dusk till dawn, nighttime belongs to the dog