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(feat. DMX)
Errrr, here we go again
Uh, un-hunh
Uh, un-hunh
Uh, un-hunh
DMX Yeah, yo Kiss
Jada What up dog?
DMX These running around here like they controling this s**t
Jada No doubt
DMX Let's show these how to take hold of this s**t
Jada That's what I'm talkin about baby
DMX For real baby
Jada Let's get it on
DMX
I only gave you the crown so I could shoot it off your fkin head
Yall fkin dead, you heard what the fk I said
I talk s**t cause I walk s**t, start s**t, New York s**t
The hawk s**t, spark s**t, the dark s**t
And it been that way, fk how a nigg* live it's gon' end that way
is part of a game that I don't play
Never catch dog carrying what I don't weigh
That's three 45s, one 38, 173 pounds straight out the gate
I don't hate, got no beef but knock a nigg* off quick
And I'm mad like a b*tch and a nigg* with a soft d*ck
Get off this, fking with X, but on some other s**t
Why the fk you fking with X? You must be fking with X
Go catch a chicken, fking with me you gon' catch a whippen
Chorus: Jadakiss & DMX
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Un-hunh, here we go again
Jadakiss
Look don't try to apologize on your two way
Sympathy don't amuse me, go get your uzi
And let's make a real movie
Play bad guy and good guy til the hood die
Toast yall cowards
Now I know the reason why Pac ain't really like most yall cowards
Im'a show you how to swing the chrome for real
Dog this year we gon' bring it home for real
What you wanna bet the llama'll squash you
I been had a white fan base before the signing of Marshall
Boy Kiss is thorough, hit your girl
Put it all up her stomach til she earl
Yall ain't nice ya lucky
So fk it Im'a sell dope long as the price is lovely
And it ain't only the voice it's the bars of death
DMX and Jadakiss nigg* guard ya chest
Chorus
DMX
When is they getting off our d*cks, them is clowns
How many dogs you let go up, still getting down
Like 'face said, last of a dying breed
For stomach and I feed still trying to eat
Lead by greed that's when you fk up
Yall gonna know when we hungry, you get stuck up
(What what?)
What's up? fck a nigg* yelling
Y-O motherfker for real, yo Kiss tell 'em
Jadakiss
Sheet could kill, stomp out boot the grill
I'll give you a reason why I'm the truth for real
can't fk with Kiss, I mean that
Had to stop eating red meat cause I ate too many Beanie-Macs
I'm not one of them and since you so richeous
Don't make me send your as* to Ala quicker
gas you to force your hand
Realistically you just a worker and your boss is my man
Chorus - 2X
