DMX - We Go Hard (feat. Cam'ron)

[sample:] "Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya?" [Cam] Uhh, what's really good? X I'm in the buildin man, yea! [sample:] "Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya?" [DMX] It's all, good, my, nigga [Cam] That's right, you know how we do dawg, "Pull It" [Cam] Y.O., Harlem, we back part two man, Dark Man where you at? [DMX] Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, UHH, UHHHH!!! [DMX] Let's set this shit off, start this shit RIGHT It's goin down to-die! Dawg off the leash, dawg walks with heat Dawg stalks the streets, in New York to eat How many times do I gotta come through (YEA!) Layin that thing down, puttin holes in you You cats get it on the double, so stay the fuck out of my WAYYYY, you don't want no trouble (c'mon!) We travel double far, to bring you trouble God We rollin double hard, yea nigga Double R! I don't know what you thought it was, but it's NOT But I know that you caught the SLUGS, they was hot Get the fuck off the block! (WHAT?) There's no more room for bitch niggaz (uhh) dawg I'm comin to get niggaz (YEA!) Lift niggaz, out they boots, dust it Cause I don't just walk around with them things to bust it [Chorus] Uhh, we go hard! Never mind what a nigga say - we go hard! We gon' play how we wanna play - we go hard! Man we do this shit all day - we go hard! Motherfucker! Uhh, we go hard! Never mind what a nigga say - we go hard! We gon' play how we wanna play - we go hard! Bitch, we do this shit all day - we go hard! Motherfucker! [Cam'Ron] Yo, I leave jail smoothly, jump in the pale hooptie Fuck the dick-suckin-ass nigga male groupies Diplomats, you look at alliance, you shook in defiance I'm cookin up coke, lookin for clients I got the AK, SK, 40 cal Scope red on your head still 40 thou' (40 thousand) Worse than files of {?} turf burstin blaow Give the church my child, ask to nurture thou Cause I've seen the hearses now But if this was Gilligan's Isle, Thirstin Howl, wow Look at his kicks, they worth a thou' Isn't it sad, do what I say and wish that you had You Michigan crabs, you stabbed you piss in a bag Or worse than that, zipped in a bag Broke to fractions, a division of math From, Hollywood, shittin on Shaft, we go hard Killa Killa Killa, Killa uh uhh [DMX] KILLA! X and Killer Cam, Dark Man X, once again - PULL IT! Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, UHHHHHHH! I just love how it's goin, Cam, X flowin (GET AT 'EM DAWG) I'm already knowin Step lightly around dawg (YEA!) I might be hittin town dawg (YEA) You really tryin to get down dawg? Only thing I can do with pussy is fuck it And I would tell you to suck my dick but you might suck it See y'all niggaz the cat type (WHAT?) You still a baby get your ass wiped (WHAT?) Must I take a nigga's last stripe? (c'mon!) Youse a bitch, now more bitch than a bitch Still a bitch fuckin bitch, you been a bitch Know how we do, run up, in a bitch Peep the crib, run up, in it quick (yea!) Everything breathin stops; only thing my niggaz is leavin is shots, you done got a nigga hot Let me catch you on the block, bitch-ass niggaz is cowards Done fucked around and dropped the soap in the shower (C'MON!)