Sheek
Yoayo let s get papers and pop Mo with holes up in skyscrapers
In condiminiumsoverlooking our drug capers
New York Cityknow only way to play is gritty
I want cheddarso we can front up in the 850
My whole commity like to puff L s and look jiggy
Who wan test this? My semi leave you chestless
And ain t shit that you can say to me when you be breathless
Youngbut I done did shit that you won t do
So go ahead wit the bullshit you blab about goin through
I got niggaz who pump on yo block and in yo spot
Who sit next to you? Protectin you?
But they ll murder youplaya
Don statusnigga we gettin chipsesis
And bad bitchsesisfrontinfrontin in eclipsesis

Mase
AyoMase and The Lox
We takin knots from the out of state spots
Any nigga make it hotget found in vacant lot
You don t really wanna come trythe one guy
Who stay dumb high from blunt lye
The rack of sing-sing alumni
Who got more beef than a Islamic farm
So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs
It s not a nigga in your gang want it
My AK slay gaysspray strays wit niggaz names on it
Often I bugthen we ll soften a thug
Have a chump coughin bloodfill his coffin with slugs
Yoyou know I got enough guns to wreck a nation
Any nigga wave a Tec at Maseandhave a explanation
You bring your crew and em and I m doin em
Then I m beatin em down with aluminum
Then I m puttin two in em
You can t touch meI ve been double sentwanted for embezzlement
A lot of other thingsbut that s irrelavent

Chorus(x2):
Styles
If you love the moneythen prepare to die for it
DMX
Niggaz done started somethin
Styles
You can lay in the flamesor hug the sky for it
DMX
Niggaz done started somethin

Jadakiss
Yocheck out the kid that get coke like Sosa
Never turned down chochabe in the Costa
Ricasippin margaritas wit a mami
Cleanin my Tommyshowin love to my army
Whenever The Lox find rippy blockswe kill em
Yeah I hear niggazbut I still don t feel em
And this for the listenersand prisoners
And them jealous rap cats that prefer dissin us
My 16 s be so realyou can feel em in your vain
Like Ramello s pops from Sugarhill
J be the cause for the kiss at your wake
Cartel lipsspittin clips at your face
We started from the bottom
You ll see bad niggaz pardonwhatever
We can do it at the Garden
Word lifethis shit is real big
I m makin niggaz blow trial even if they not guilty

Styles
I want a palace for my thugswit oriental rugs
Green bags from drugsget wacked for the love
Twenty niggaz batter mestill couldn t shatter me
I m only gettin upsplittin up your anatomy
Official lock familygrants niggaz handin me
I want the finer thingsand I hope you understandin me
Sittin at the tableplannin and plug the fan in
Let the sweat dry off and then grab your cannon
Think you smartestand retaliate the hardestregardless
If you a thug or a rap artistrespect me like Pesci
and if rap was hockeyI be Gretzkypuffin Nestle
Any ya niggaz done started somethin
Actin invincible like you god or somethin
If you godthen I ma makes a lot til you rot
And if you a playathen play for everything you got
And if you a thugthen start bustin off shots
And if you a dogyou better bite before you bark

Chorus

DMX
Don t came at me wit no bullshituse caution
Cause when I wet shitI dead shitlike abortions
For bigger portionsof extortion then racketeering
Got niggaz fearinfuck whatchu heardthis whatchu hearin
How much darker must it gethow much harder must it hit
See if your hardest niggaz flipwhen I start a bunch of shit
I like pussybut not up in my faceso gimme three feet
Cause when we creepno more than three deepniggaz see sheep
Bloodhounds found your shit buried in the mud
Following traces of gun powderresidue and blood
A positive ID is impossibleso you know
John Doe is what they gon be puttin on that tag on yo toe
Now who gon tell yo motherher baby s under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a logsniffed out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed nigga that wouldn t listen
so you got whatchu came for
Sheek
What s that?
DMX
Surgery wit the chainsaw grrrrrI hit the fuckin streets
cause like I said before ain t nothin goin down until I eat
Mu fuckers think it s all about impressin bitches and stressin bitches
WellI m testin bitches gameadressin bitchesand caressin bitches
And dealin wit mu fuckers on all levels
What I m dealin wit is all devilsfuckin with snakes
Runnin wit niggaz you call rebels
I got an army of 730 niggazdirty niggaz
that come through and worry niggaz
30 niggaz that like to bury niggaz
And scary niggaz get it all the time
cause what they got is all of mine
Your man was talkin shit until I pulled the nine
And if I don t know youI don t fuck witchu
And if you wit my manthen he gettin stuck witchu
and gave it the money
Cause I just lost my mind when he crossed the line
Sent his back through his chest
then I tossed the nineboss of crime
Black GottiI stack bodies wit the black shotty
Bitch-ass niggaz who act snotty
Get it

These niggaz is for real
These niggaz ain t playin

This ain t no fuckin game
You think we playin?
Ruff Ryders
Grrrrr

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