歌手:DMX
专辑:《Grand Champ》

作词 : Blackman, Joyner, Reid ...
Yea, come on
Def Jam yea, come on
Ruff Ryders yea, come on
Def Jam yea, come on
Ruff Ryders yea, come on
Def Jam yea, come on
Ruff Ryders yea, come on
Bloodline, we bout to blow, what!
Ruff Ryders, we bout to blow, what!
Vacant Lot, we bout to blow, what!
Man, ************ ass ******z just don't know
Bloodline, we bout to blow, what!
Ruff Ryders, we bout to blow, what!
Vacant Lot, we bout to blow, what!
Man, ************ ass ******z just don't know
I'm just gonna stick to the script 'cuz you know how that ************t go
Quick to the flip dog, kitten don't let go
Get that ************t yo, wrong or right me
Dog for life and it's on tonight
Y'all ******z make money, money, money
My ******z take money, money, money
Bloodline, get down 'cuz
I love mine
I can put my life on the line at least one time
Cats don't know nothin', but show frontin'
I'm a pump, pump it up like
Joe Budden
Dark Man, bang your head with the walk man
Tryna holla at
Shorty, you still tryna' talk, man
Sometimes ******z is worse than the ************
So I'm a holla at you, but first with the stitches
Cats don't know who you ******' with
Till you ******' with
X and you stuck in ************t
Bloodline, we bout to blow, what!
Ruff Ryders, we bout to blow, what!
Vacant Lot, we bout to blow, what!
Man, ************ ass ******z just don't know
Bloodline, we bout to blow, what!
Ruff Ryders, we bout to blow, what!
Vacant Lot, we bout to blow, what!
Man, ************ ass ******z just don't know
Yo, Grease
I need this beat, no disrespect
I just got some ************t
I need to get off my chest
Look around and
I see the rap game is a mess
So many chromes, now they gettin' me vexed
Upset and insane in how the game gonna change ************t
Soundin' the same, and it's a ma ******' shame
While lames think they flow so sick, gettin' excited
Yeah they got a sick flow, its called the “
Young Hoe
Virus”But, let me fall back into character
B got so hot, never been an amateur
Ask the locals, boy its
Lo CoNever
Stop my flow, wanna go pro, you know
Check the history, started with the
R'sNow I'm runnin' with the line, four time, no mystery
Dog, tryna position me to get in the door
But since the door don't open wide enough, we rippin' it off
Bloodline, we bout to blow, what!
Ruff Ryders, we bout to blow, what!
Vacant Lot, we bout to blow, what!
Man, ************ ass ******z just don't know
Bloodline, we bout to blow, what!
Ruff Ryders, we bout to blow, what!
Vacant Lot, we bout to blow, what!
Man, ************ ass ******z just don't know
Dog, gonna be dog, that's how
I get down
Step up, ******, sit down, put your ************t down
Clowns ain't even built for the circus
I'm about to pop this ******, dog, it ain't worth it
Tahhh, yea you right, soon as your man make
It dead at night
I'll be there, alight?
Then what?
Everything stops, money turns on the light
And pa pop pop pop!
None stop shots ringin' out, cowards hit the ground
I came to get down if you came to get down
Blow the pound up, ******z wanna what with us
Bloodline and the dog
I trust, so for the dog
I bustThat thang, catch me while
I'm up in the truck with that thang
Dog get the word, it's a must that
I bangAnd trust me,
I'm gonna do my mother******' thang
Bloodline, we bout to blow, what!
Ruff Ryders, we bout to blow, what!
Vacant Lot, we bout to blow, what!
Man, ************ ass ******z just don't know
Bloodline, we bout to blow, what!
Ruff Ryders, we bout to blow, what!
Vacant Lot, we bout to blow, what!
Man, ************ ass ******z just don't know
Yeah! Come on man, ya ******z don't know what the ****** this ************t is
Gutter, gutter, gutter, gutter