We In Here (feat. Swizz Beatz) [Dirty Version]

[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 ****?

You can't be serious!

Ruff Ryders!

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!

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'mma still grab the bat

Think I give a fuck? I'mma "get down," "go hard" type of ****

"Bring it to the yard" type ****

Four, four, one, O, five, fourteen thousand

Ten, ten haze the street with the housin'

C-76, remember me bitch?

I'm that **** that for life, gon' be yo' enemy bitch

Fuck around, got my weight up, wait up, brought up

**** gettin' ate up, straight up, what the fuck?

Come on vato, this is just not your day

So stop tryin' to be macho, aight yo?

You don't wanna fight yo, I get's my scrap on

Put ****' lights out {****clapping noise****} clap on!

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 **** is lame, what's my motherfuckin' name?

(Come on) Twenty million records sold

While y'all **** is strugglin' to go gold!

Come on papi! Can't none of y'all **** stop me

Yahmean? Y'all **** is sloppy

What would the game be without me? Nada!

Cats talk about a whole lotta, Prada

Gucci and 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

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 beasts

Wit' them collars on their necks

Wit' them **** downstairs wit' the tech, you know the rest

Fuck it, blow it y'all ****, bitch I take respect

Dog's shit hot, that's why y'all cowards froze me quick

I pop up, catch **** on some cozy shit

With Chinese slippers and silk scarves on

**** out here tryin' to get his bark on, wonder why the dog gone

I couldn't take it, deface it, that **** make shit

That's somethin' that'll happen, **** 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 gon' jack Will Smith for a beat?

It's like tryna jack me for the street, it ain't happenin'

WE IN HERE!

WE IN HERE!

WE IN HERE!

WE IN HERE!WE IN HERE! {*explosion*}