Intro Lyrics - We Invented The Remix - P. Diddy

Yo I'm sayin, these Ruff Ryder Niggas 

Dog 

I heard these niggas is for real 

Dog. That's my man and them 

But I heard these Niggas is like suppose to be lockin down 

The industry on some shit, on some power shit 

Dog that's my mans and them 

Eh 

So what I'm doin' 

Right, right 

My mans and them is doin, because 

Right 

That's my mans and them, ya know 

I feel ya 

Now ya feel me? 

I feel ya 

So you know when you fuckin with me 

Right, right 

You fuckin wit 

Oh oh, what are ya doin now? 

Told y'all niggaz 

Ya just don't listen 

Why must you be hard headed 

Tried to explain, but ya didn't hear me though 

Ya know, grrrrrr 

Uh 

One two one two, come through run through 

Gun who, oh you don't know what the gun do 

Some do, those that know are real quiet 

Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot 

Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest 

Rap artist and I'ma start this 

Shit up foreal, get up and feel, my words 

I make herbs split up and squeal 

Ill is all I've been hearin lately 

Niggaz hate me, wanna duck tape me and make me 

Put their brains on the wall, when I brawl 

Too late for that 911 call 

Niggaz stay beefin but a lot of them bluffin 

But not me because I'ma nigga that can get out of them cuffs 

You think a lot of them tough 

Not just for frotin 

When I hit them niggaz like 'What you want?' 

The battle turns into a hunt 

With the dog right behind niggaz chasin em down 

We all knew that you was pussy 

But I'm tastin it now 

And never give a dog blood 

Because raw blood 

I have a dog like one bitin whatever 

All up in ya gut 

Give it to them raw like that 

And ain't no love I do em all like that 

Four right up in they back 

Clak Clak 

Close your eyes baby, it's over 

Forget it, happened in front off your buildin but 

Nobody knows who did it 

What 

Where my dogs at? 

What what 

Where my dogs at? 

Uh 

Where my dogs at? 

What what 

Where my dogs at? 

Uh 

Where my dogs at? 

What what 

Where my dogs at? 

Uh 

Where my dogs at? 

What what 

Niggas is pussy 

Keep me runnin from the werewolf, owww 

Howling at the moon on the roof 

Eh, ah, no, get em 

Ten niggas on him, hope God's with him 

Give me the bat, let me split him 

I'll have em where the pillow and the casket won't fit him 

Only reason I did him, he wouldn't fight back 

Trieed to strike back 

Left him like that, layin up with the white hat 

Gettin right back at ya when I snatch ya 

Up out the grave, nuthin but bones and ashes 

Hittin niggaz with gashes to the head 

Straight to the white meat but the street stay red 

But this girl gave me head for free 

Cause they see, who I'ma be by like 2003 

That Nigga D took it there 

He thought it was a joke 

He went through like 20 G's and thought that 

I was broke, stupid 

That's what you get for thinkin and eventually 

Found that's what you get for stinkin 

Blowin up the spot when you rot 

Plus if it gets hot they know you dipped 

For four squared blocks 

Hit em with the ox to the grill 

Eh, ah, kill nigga kill 

Yet still they don't know I'ma rob who 

That dog DMX is a muthafuckin problem 

Aight