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Yo I'm sayin, these Ryder Niggas
Dog
I heard niggas is for real
Dog. That's my man and
But I heard these Niggas is like suppose to be down
The on some shit, on some power shit
Dog my mans and them
Eh
So I'm doin'
Right,
My and them is doin, because

That's my mans and them, ya
I ya
Now ya me?
I ya
So you when you fuckin with me
Right,
You wit
Oh oh, are ya doin now?
Told niggaz
Ya just don't
Why must you be hard
Tried to explain, but ya hear me though
Ya know,

Uh
One two one two, come through run
Gun who, oh you don't know the gun do
Some do, those know are real quiet
Let me you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot
Niggas gonna buy it, because I'm the hardest
Rap and I'ma start this
up foreal, get up and feel, my words
I make split up and squeal
Ill is all been hearin lately
Niggaz hate me, wanna duck me and make me
Put their on the wall, when I brawl
Too late for that 911
Niggaz beefin but a lot of them bluffin
But not me I'ma nigga that can get out of them cuffs
You think a lot of them
Not for frotin
When I hit them niggaz 'What you want?'
The turns into a hunt
With the dog behind niggaz chasin em down
We all knew you was pussy
But I'm it now
And never a dog blood
Because raw
I have a dog one bitin whatever
All up in ya gut
Give it to raw like that
And ain't no love I do em all that
right up in they back
Clak
Close your eyes baby, over
Forget it, in front off your buildin but
Nobody who did it

Where my at?
what
Where my at?
Uh
Where my at?
what
Where my at?
Uh
my dogs at?
What
my dogs at?
Uh
Where my at?
what

Niggas is
Keep me runnin from the werewolf,
Howling at the on the roof
Eh, ah, no, get em
Ten on him, hope God's with him
me the bat, let me split him
I'll have em where the pillow and the won't fit him
Only reason I did him, he wouldn't fight
Trieed to strike
him like that, layin up with the white hat
Gettin right at ya when I snatch ya
Up out the grave, but bones and ashes
niggaz with gashes to the head
Straight to the white meat but the street red
But this girl gave me head for
Cause they see, who I'ma be by 2003
That D took it there
He thought it was a
He went through 20 G's and thought that
I was broke,
That's what you get for thinkin and
Found that's you get for stinkin
Blowin up the when you rot
Plus if it hot they know you dipped
For four squared
Hit em the ox to the grill
Eh, ah, kill kill
Yet still don't know I'ma rob who
That dog DMX is a problem