The Great - Featuring Dmx Lyrics

The Great - Featuring Dmx lyrics

[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, whats 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 its 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