Slid, 'cause I got to slide when the dirt is doneĪ homicide but they want me on the Murder 1 'Cause on the reals I done wet up more motherfuckers than water did Up north niggaz get the pick stuck up in 'emĪnd in the streets bitches get the dick stuck up in 'em I'll slit his throat, dick in the mud and let his blood choke 'em When I crawl, leave a nigga sprawled out after I spoke 'em On the real just to show proof, hit the G.W.B.Īnd blow the whole roof off the toll booth bitch ass nigga I'd rather rob a nigga leave him wit' a shell up in his back
#GIT IT ON THE FLOOR DMX CRACK#
'Cause I done been to hell and back I ain't wit selling crack 'Cause when you look in my face you see that hard shit That pain from the dirt makes the hurt go away for a minuteīut I'm gon' die by it 'cause I'm like knee deep in itĪnd you motherfuckers wonder why I start shit Will turn that BIG NIGGA to a fucking stain Looking over my shoulder, 'cause it's colder than it wasĪnd start shorty, because I'm a little older than 'causeĪnd the buzz from the saw, with the chain to your brain I can't stand 'em, fake ass niggaz want to be the Phantom They on their way to float, got me striking this random Should I play that low for what I did the other day I'm at the crossroads, look but I'm not really sure which way to go Niggaz like you need to get bust you fucking clownĪnd hold down the fort, never get caught 'cause I creeps, nigga I'm like salt, lock it up, hate to fall but never wreck his carĪnd it's my fault, keep niggaz on point ducking down Nor has there been a problem, I dissolve them You don't know? Fuck it find out the hard wayĪ nigga's job is never done, I handle my business how it come My hands stay dirty, 'cause I play dirty the mob way So unless you're wanting to bless to the chestĭumd sex, motherfucker feeding dirt on a nigga Once again it's the darker nigga, hit or spark a niggaīreak apart a nigga but the dog is bigger, under stress On the real just to show proof, hit the G.W.B.You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go.I'd rather rob a nigga leave him wit a shell up in his back.Cause I done been to hell and back I ain't wit selling crack.Cause when you look in my face you see that hard shit.And you mother*****ers wonder why I start shit.But I'm gon die by it cause I'm like knee deep in it.That pain from the dirt makes the hurt go away for a minute.Will turn that BIG NIGGA to a *****ing stain.And the buzz from the saw, wit the chain to your brain.And start shorty, because I'm a little older than cuz.Looking over my shoulder, cause it's colder than it was.I can't stand em, fake ass niggaz want to be the Phantom.They on their way to float, got me striking this random.Should I play that low for what I did the other day.I'm at the crossroads, look but I'm not really sure which way to go.And hold down the fort, never get caught cause I creeps NIGGA!.Niggaz like you need to get bust you *****ing clown.And it's my fault, keep niggaz on point ducking down.Nor has there been a problem, I dissolve them.You don't know? ***** it find out the hard.My hands stay dirty, cause I play dirty the mob way.DUMB SEX, mother*****er feeding dirt on a nigga.So unless you're wanting to bless to the chest.Hit or spark a nigga, break apart a nigga.
Get it get it on the floor (that's right).Freak to this mother*****er (let's get it on).Now you can ride to this mother*****er (uh).You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go (C'MON!).You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go (WHAT?!).
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