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What You Want [radio Edit] Lyrics - Singles - Dmx

Y'all niggas is dead, dead! 

What the fuck is wrong with y'all? 

Face illest street niggas, illest rap niggas 

It's murda! 

 

Motha fuckers wanna kill me but don't got the heart 

To look me in the eyes with the nine and spark 

Cause whether your for or against this 

When I spit with murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody knows 

The weapons I possess they not for show 

And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door 

See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash 

Or be one shot ass 

J to the A-Y to the drive by to your hood screamin bye-bye to you 

 

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Yo, shit I hope ya'll niggas know to lay low now 

Cause thou shall perish if you don't bow down 

Cause I hit em on sight, it's dark dim the lights 

You shot twice God bless to this the night 

That alot of niggas fear the coming of their life 

And you dead right be in hell looking for ice 

Fuckin with Ja you bitch niggas talking shit 

All on my dick you broke niggas making me rich 

You gonna blaze me cause you high ripped off the henne rock 

Flow semi-hot handling me your not 

Check my forte not even on a bad day you beat this 

Rather beat your dick or your bitch 

My flow be the sick shit, gravely ill 

Niggas dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but bark flyin 

Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and light 

Niggas ain't seein my plight 

 

I'm a cruddy nigga, goin' up raw-dog in dirty bitches 

And if I get burnt, I'm givin that shit to thirty bitches 

You say you know a nigga like me, guess again Poppy 

I might smile up in your face but I ain't your friend Poppy 

Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin, niggas don't want it 

Get it, Done it, when I'm blunted 

However it went down, I made it happen, I made it scrapin' 

I made it fussin, bustin, I made it cappin 

And lettin off wasn't nothing new to a nigga 

Something to do to a nigga, Cause you is a fool nigga 

I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit 

You can't understand why a man would have to take shit 

Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas kill shit, peel shit 

I hit you in your head you won't feel shit! 

GRRRR... 

Let the dogs lose on a niggas ass 

Find out if the niggas faster then the trigger's blast 

A fucking snake in the truest form 

Knowin' damn well that what I do is wrong, but still I do it strong 

Niggas is making movies so I gots to stop production 

I need a block to function and maybe I'll stop destructin 

These blocks are not for frontin', So let me get that shorty 

Cause you don't need that shorty 

You don't know what to do with that shorty 

You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor 

Another 24, What you want, Money, More!?! 

 

Uh! Dark man! DMX! Ruff Ryders! Def Jam! 

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