[Swizz Beatz] + DMX Game time... let´s go... WE IN HERE!
It´s time to bring the East Coast back baby!! New York (the dog) WE IN HERE! We talkin´ ´bout the Swizz and the dog wasn´t gonna terrorize y´all niggaz? You can´t be serious! Ruff Ryders!
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz] We gon´ get it, get it started, get it started again We gon´ get it, get it started, get it started again (We in here!) We gon´ get it, get it stoppin´, get it poppin´ again We gon´ get it, get it poppin´, get it poppin´ again (follow me now!) {*scratching*} We..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we IN HERE!
[DMX] Six number one albums, imagine that Cats is sick, ´cause dog got his swagger back If that shit go, naw I ain´t havin´ that But they don´t want it, I´ma still grab the bat Think I give a fuck? I´ma "get down," "go hard" type of nigga "Bring it to the yard" type nigga Four, four, one, O, five, fourteen thousand Ten, ten haze the street with the housin´ C-76, remember me bitch? I´m that nigga that for life, gon´ be yo´ enemy bitch Fuck around, got my weight up, weight up, brought up Niggaz gettin´ ate up, straight up, what the fuck?
Come on vodto, this is just not your day So stop tryin´ to be macho, aight yo? You don´t wanna fight yo, I get´s my strap on Put niggaz´ lights out {*clapping noise*} clap on!
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[DMX] We don´t bark no more, we bite Motherfucker from the heart, we can get this war on tonight Ain´t nuttin but a thang ´cause the camp gets busy Fuckin´ wit´ the ´Line? It´s a rizzy Shit ain´t the same, cats done changed the game Fuck it, all y´all niggaz is lame, what´s my motherfuckin´ name?
(Come on) Twenty million records sold While y´all niggaz is strugglin´ to go gold! Come on papi! Can´t none of y´all niggaz stop me Yahmean? Y´all niggaz is sloppy What would the game be without me? Nada! Cats talk about a whole lotta, Prada Gucci Escada, Louis Vuitton Come on, what up with what´s really goin´ on? "What´s hood?" Cats ain´t killin´ nuttin but a few minutes I´m about to bury a box wit´chu in it So if you got´s the whip, you better get on ´Cause if I pull up on, it won´t be for Grey Poupon
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[DMX]
Cats playin´ games, so I´m goin´ raw Run up in that fuckin´ building, kick down the door Y´all don´t want no fuckin´ problems wit´ X Y´all don´t wanna see them four-legged piece, wit´ them collars on they necks Wit´ them niggaz downstairs wit´ the tech, you know the rest Fuck it, blow it y´all niggaz, bitch I take respect Dog´s shit hot, that´s why y´all cowards froze me quick I pop up, catch niggaz on some cozy shit With Chinese slippers and silk scarves on Nigga out here tryin´ to get his bark on, wonder why the dog gone I couldn´t take it, deface it, that nigga make shit
That´s somethin´ that´ll happen, nigga wanna brace it And for the record, what you gonna do to fill up my spot? I ain´t gon´ front, that "Pon De Replay" shit, was kinda hot Not!! How you gonna jack Will Smith for a beat? That´s like tryna jack me for the streets! It ain´t happenin´!
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[Swizz Beatz] WE IN HERE! WE IN HERE! WE IN HERE! WE IN HERE!WE IN HERE! {*explosion*}