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Utwór: Fuck Y'All

  • wykonawca: DMX
  • album: Grand Champ
  • wyświetleń: 908

[Chorus]
  Ay yo fuck y'all niggaz
  (Man fuck you too)
  Ay yo fuck y'all niggaz
  (Man fuck you too)
    It's big dog baby
  Gettin down like what
  See I'm a thorough bread
  I don't fuck wit much
  Bloodline is
  Where the pups at
  They off the Grand Champ
  Yea what black
  Don't nothin move less
  Dog say so
  Cats clueless
  About the way it go
  Off the chain I got
  At least 3 kills
  Even though my last album only did 3 mil
  I still give em chill
  Cuz they feel dog
  I can't help what it is
  Shit is real dog
  You must have thought that
  It was a joke or somethin
  Now you done fucked around
  And got your man choked for frontin
  Now hold up playa
  Cuz I don't play those games
  And don't ask me shit
  Cuz I don't say no names
  See what I know I'm taking
  To the fuckin grave
  So keep knockin cuz you ain't gettin a fuckin thing
    [Chorus x4]
    Ay yo
  Who we be was off the last joint
  But now it's who we see
  And we forget the last joint
  Cats ain't never walked like X
  Even before coochie rapper talked like sex
  I've been around since at least 83
  So ain't no sense in you motherfuckers hatin me
  Cuz I'm gon be here when you cats is gone
  And other cats is on
  Another batch is born
  Don't give a fuck
  Bout none of y'all
  Fuck each and every one of y'all
  Cuz I done done it all
  Been where ya at
  Been where ya goin
  Then brought it back
  I tried to tell ya bout it
  But you wouldn't listen
  Now I'm gonna take you to the hood
  Cuz the hood will listen
  I wish you woulda listened
  Cuz then you woulda known
  That it's only right
  To give a dog a bone
  Bitch
    [Chorus x2]
    Aw Man
  There are some things I can't stand
  When a nigga holla wanna shake my left hand
  When a nigga follow cuz he actin like my man
  Nigga might as well swallow cuz he actin like a fan
  And I got balls like you do
  Man I got paul to pull through you
  Stan don't they know how we do
  In to the streets with our hearts to the people
  Gots to give a little to get somethin back
  And what you usually give see you ain't nothin black
  But when you don't give then it won't last
  His shit will disappear like wit a nigga that smoked fast
  You'll get broke fast
  That's the lord's will
  Hold up I think somebody's a the door
  Shhh chill
  You sit right there
  I'm gonna answer that
  Cuz when I finish poppin ain't nobody answerin back
    [Chorus x4]
    Fuck it

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