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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DMX
DMX
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Fields
Anthony Fields
Songwriter
Earl Simmons
Earl Simmons
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PK
PK
Producer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
Adam Gazzola
Adam Gazzola
Recording Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Uh Ayy! C'mon Uh, uh-huh But they don't hear me though Uh, but they don't hear me though Uh, but they don't, they don't They don't, they don't I got blood on my hands and there's no remorse And got blood on my dick 'cause I fucked a corpse I'm a nasty nigga, when you pass me, nigga, look me in my eyes Tell me to my fuckin' face that you ready to die You be a dead motherfucker, red motherfucker Don't be stupid, you heard what I said, motherfucker Who shot you? Aw nigga, like you don't know Sticking you for yo' dough while I'm fuckin' yo' broke hoe Yo! Don't you get the picture? Niggas can't touch me 'Cause I don't give a fuck G, I'll get you touched B I got joints that with one slug could take apart a door And enough crazy niggas behind me to start a war So, what you want nigga? Help, 'cause you's about to rest When I'm fed, Red Cross couldn't clean up the mess And a vest will do nothin' but make you look a little thicker 'Cause in the dark, you ain't nothin' but a lil' nigga And if you'd been thinkin' about that shit you did You wouldn't have brought the joint, with you kid Now I'ma have to get you kid And split your wig, with the machete I bring beef to niggas, and string 'em out, like spaghetti You ain't ready nor can you stand how I'm bringing it I'm givin' it is how I'm livin' it, so I'm swinging it Red dot on your head, 'cause you's in mid-range Red dot on your chest, opens up your rib cage I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through Now if your heart was as big as your mouth, you'd be real But it's not, so I know if you get knocked, you'll squeal Like a bitch, 'cause you is a bitch and always been a bitch And you know how niggas do a bitch, we run up in a bitch Put something in a bitch Nigga, do you know me? Nigga, do you owe me? Figured you could blow me? Well, I'm a let this trigger fill you homey Y'all niggas gots to be smoking something Thinkin' you choking something Fuckin' around with me, you'll be a broken something I'm out for blood with the Crips at war How much shit could you talk with your lips on the floor? Pussy niggas make me itch, so I scratch, you is a bitch So, I snatch up your face, fake ass pencil I scratch you Yeah, there was a time When I woulda jumped up and choked this nigga But now I'm on some shit like, "Yo, smoke this nigga!" I'm 'bout to find out how much guts you got before I spill 'em Somebody come and get this motherfucker before I kill him Ah, fresh out the asylum, I'm wylin' Y'all niggas know the phone numbers for help, you best to dial 'em 911, emergency, the urgency Will have witnesses seeing what the surgeon see How far you gon' get with your dome split, fool? I catch your man slipping 'cause he think his shit cool But it ain't, so I paint the walls with his blood Another dick in the mud, nigga what? I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through (c'mon) Hey yo, you know who this is for? Uh They let the dogs in the door (c'mon) Ay-yo, you know who this is for (c'mon) They let the dogs in the door (yeah-yeah) I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew (c'mon!) It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole through (c'mon!) I just love
Writer(s): Earl Simmons, Anthony Fields Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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