The great - featuring dmx lyrics

Artist  : Ruff ryders 
Song : The great - featuring dmx
 
[dmx]
Wooh
Come on
Wooh
Uh, uh, wooh
Come on
Wooh

Uh, uh uh
Man, I hear you niggas talkin
But’choo walkin the wrong way to really mean it
I done heard it, I done seen it, don’t get caught
up in between it
Its a dark road you walkin on, same street that I
be stalkin on
Suppose to be quiet, but you keep talkin on
Now ya mouth got you in some shit
So we gon’ let everybody see your gangsta ass get
smaked like a bitch
Guess I’ll remind y’all niggas, I can find y’all
niggas
Click click, what’s up, walk up right behind
y’all niggas
Once the four four hit’cha
You ain’t going no where but out the door on a
stretcha
Boy, i’ma get’cha
Wet y’all niggas up like a pool
’cuz I done told you, y’all gon’ make me lose my
cool
Yo knock get the glock, these bitch niggas is
actin
Making movies, we’ll make a movie about this shit
after is happened
All that yappin, that them niggas is gettin away
with
Take it easy my friend, let ’em know, dog ain’t
to be played with

Chorus: dmx

A nigga gotta take a girl with the back
I’m fuckin with the hood and I’m back
I wish you understood why I’m back
It would take a lotta pressure off my back
A nigga gotta take a girl with the back
I’m fuckin with the hood and I’m back
I wish you understood why I’m back
It would take a lotta pressure off my back

[dmx]
Uh, uh, uh
Most of these hard rocks turn out to be soft as
wet dog shit
Talkin shit, but when the fog spits, dog they all
split
Then all hit the ground around the same time
In the same frame of mind, ? thangs up in the
nine? 
Left them bitches blind, hit ’em up from behind
Yeah, thats how you do that
And he had such a good head up on his shoulders,
but I blew that
Fuck you black, you new cats don’t know somethin
important
You die quick fuckin with my shit, and my shits
extortin
House rules, when I speak, y’all niggas listen
I drop jewels that y’all cats can’t afford to
keep missin
Drinkin ? ? ? fueled by drugs
Shits about to get real outta hand dog, betta get
ya man dog
Rap shit comes second, i’ma show you what a
robber do
Mention ice one more time and I’m robbin you
Tie you up for a week starvin you
Beatin the shit outta you everday, cuz yo, these
niggas gotta pay

Chorus

[dmx]
Uh, uh, uh
Dog it ain’t no secret ’bout how it’s going down
once I put on the pressure
It ain’t nothing but another nigga put on a
stretcher
With a blanket over his face, take him to the
morgue with the waste
’cuz he was in the wrong place at the wrong time
So I gave it to him in his chest
In his throat, in his head, in his back, through
his vest, yes
Ain’t a whole lot to braking a nigga down fast
They call me black ’cuz thats how I’m gon’ be on
that ass
Y’all pussy niggas think y’all sweet
But ain’t a fuckin thing going down til I eat
So can I beef? you betta while you still got
teeth
’cuz they about to get knocked out, hopped out
On that ass with a blast that’ll make ya shit
drop out
Popped out, through a you know what
Cuz you know why, and you know my
Motherfuckin name up in this game
And bitch, you know i
Will never be crossed flippin, but on some east
coast terms
New york niggas do, fuck the perms

Chorus