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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DMX
DMX
Vocals
Bashir Fadai
Bashir Fadai
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darryl "Pop" Trotter
Darryl "Pop" Trotter
Songwriter
Earl Simmons
Earl Simmons
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darryl "Pop" Trotter
Darryl "Pop" Trotter
Producer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ruffriders, Ride Or Die, Get at these Niggaz Dawg Yep Yep Yep I don't really humans that much these days Hmm shit, fact of the matter is, I trust dogs more than I trust humans Shit, nothing like that dog love I tell you Not just any dog, gotta be a pitbull Yep, that's the only dog for me You don't wanna get caught in a pit with one a them boy They make good companions, but even worse enemys It's all on how you take it Nuttins goes down and I don't get a small piece of Get the picture, see the beauty and the beast of The mad man it's the bad man is here Cause a nigga like me smells wreck in the air (yeah) Just be fair, shit that I be doin ta niggaz, and Get away with the same shit (uh) ruinin a niggaz Cover all ground and not roll thick, like the fog The only motherfuckin friend I ever had was a dog (aight) Never ate the hog but glad to say I smoked plenty of em' (yeah) The 5th precinct, the name one of many of em' (yeah) In one verse I'll beat you worse than you mama (uh) I'll fuck around I'll eat you first like Dahmus (uh) Ima play that ass out like bomber (what) Killed the nigga once for lookin like he wanted drama (aight) I'm buggin, the pain it hurts, I gotta scream, Ah! letting of a little steam (ok) Society was just too much, I couldn't hack it (uh) Six motherfuckin years in a restraintent jacket (yeah) But back it wasn't wise for wise for them to let me out the joint I've never really got better, so I'm not on point (hey) I just might flip, quick, but it's too late to be bitchen (too late) Got more loose screws than the table in your kitchen I'm itchin, let's hope you ain't around when I scratch (yeah) Just like I said before (uh), I eat what I catch (catch) Searching shit, will have a nigga hurtin sick The dirt you kick, will get you in the dirt an quick (whoo) Word to maze you niggaz is kids, don't play I'm too old for the jokes. you'll get smoke, I don't play I'm gon say, what's gon happen if you force my hand Some, somewhere will be like, I lost my man Take it to heart it's about to get dark so run that All that shit niggaz talkin, been there, done that What black, think it's a act, let me know (aight) But he like what I'm sayin so shut the fuck up and let me flow (yeah) Yo, you think it's a game, keep playin They gon find your ass, somewhere in the creek layin (dog) It's over, you just ain't layed down yet And in a minute, you gon be that motherfucker that they ain't found yet (aight) Hold off on makin movies and make moves Stop talkin about shit that you can't prove I'm the mountain you can't move, so why you tryin Looking at me stupid wondering why you dying Why you flyin, through the air, with a big ass hole in your chest Wishin you was holdin a vest But it's too late for wishes (yeah), so you gettin this rest Go to sleep, Papa will take care of the stress God bless, and may he have mercy on your soul Pop! Pop! take these two more with you, on your strole, nigga Yep Yep Yep I don't really humans that much these days Hmm sh*t, fact of the matter is, I trust dogs more than I trust humans Sh*t, nothing like that dog love I tell you Not just any dog, gotta be a pitbull Yep, that's the only dog for me You don't wanna get caught in a pit with one a them boy They make good companions, but even worse enemies It's all on how you take it Uh, you know how we do baby, aight, Grand Champ, you know how we do Scratch all day, match all weight, f*ck nigga, can't be fuckin serious Raccoon ain't nuttin but a big cat
Writer(s): Earl Simmons, Darold Trotter, Bashir Fidai Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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