DMX - Go For Dat

[Intro: DMX] Ok! Uh, yo, yo, grrr, yo, uh huh You know how we do, (Talk to 'em baby) nahmean Smack niggas around (Talk to 'em baby) nahmean Let 'em know, (Talk to 'em baby) it's my motherfuckin house nahmean (Talk to 'em baby) Let these motherfuckers know aight [DMX] Aiyyo, don't fuck with dog, dog is a beast X, only nigga get love in the streets Shit done fell off straight from the horse Bullshit, gettin four mics in the Source I can't respect that, it's just how I feel You know the truth when you hear it, it's for real Come on, what the deal? Like it don't show Wooo! Yall niggas gon' feel it when you comin back Man, you niggas play too many games Too many jokes, what I said? Too many names Provoke situations, but do me the same And I'll show how a nigga stay true to the game You gots to be more careful, like Terry Woods I'm a nigga that can pass through every hood Up to no good, that show you wool Bitch, X got pull, that's how I get down, pitbull [Chorus: Lil' Scrappy] Watch that nigga; get stomped the fuck down Watch that ho; get dragged the fuck out Damn that nigga; get knocked the fuck down Bitch ass nigga; get laid the fuck out Do somethin nigga; to get you stomped down Do somethin bitch; to get you dragged out Do somethin nigga; to get you knocked out Step up bitch, get laid the fuck out [DMX] Stop the bullshit cause ain't nothin funny Yall cats is only in this for the money It's all good when the check drops But it's back to the hood when the check stops You never left, you ain't gots to worry about comin back Wooo! Yall niggas gon' feel it when you comin back And I'll be there doin my thing Fuckin wit cruddy niggas keep pumpin the game Ask around, difference between me and you Is I get at 'em, my friends you know what I do Listen, don't play with me that way Cause faggot, I can end it all today, fuck what you sayin Play fair with men, act like one Talk like a bitch and get smacked like one Got rabbit in 'em, get jacked like one Make the call, hit me back like done [Chorus: 2x] [DMX] You always been the son type nigga Scared to pull a gun type nigga Talk shit and run type nigga Seek through the fake shit and sniff out the bullshit From a mile away so put the smile away X gon' give it to ya, I go hard Bitch, my name rings bells in the yard Check my resume, track record is offical