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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DMX
DMX
Vocals
Cam'ron
Cam'ron
Vocals
Ruby Andrews
Ruby Andrews
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Earl Simmons
Earl Simmons
Songwriter
Ernest Wilson
Ernest Wilson
Composer
Cameron Giles
Cameron Giles
Songwriter
Bobby Eaton
Bobby Eaton
Songwriter
Richard Knight
Richard Knight
Songwriter
Ricardo Williams
Ricardo Williams
Songwriter
Fred Bridges
Fred Bridges
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
No ID
No ID
Producer
Steve Conover
Steve Conover
Recording Engineer
Dragan "Chach" Cacinovic
Dragan "Chach" Cacinovic
Mixing Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya? Uhh, what's really good? X I'm in the buildin man, yea Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya? It's all, good, my, nigga That's right, you know how we do dawg, pull It Y.O., Harlem, we back part two man, Dark Man where you at? Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Let's set this shit off, start this shit RIGHT It's goin down to-night Dawg off the leash, dawg walks with heat Dawg stalks the streets, in New York to eat How many times do I gotta come through (yeah) Layin that thing down, puttin holes in you You cats get it on the double, so stay the fuck Out of my way, you don't want no trouble (come on) We travel double far, to bring you trouble God We rollin double hard, yea nigga Double R I don't know what you thought it was, but it's not But I know that you caught the slugs, they was hot Get the fuck off the block! (what?) There's no more room For bitch niggaz (uh) dawg I'm comin to get niggas (yeah) Lift niggaz, out they boots, dust it Cause I don't just walk around with them things to bust it Uh, we go hard Never mind what a nigga say, we go hard We gon' play how we wanna play, we go hard Man we do this shit all day, we go hard Motherfucker, uh, we go hard Never mind what a nigga say, we go hard We gon' play how we wanna play, we go hard Bitch, we do this shit all day, we go hard Motherfucker Yo, I leave jail smoothly, jump in the pale hooptie Fuck the dick-suckin-ass nigga male groupies Diplomats, you look at alliance, you shook in defiance I'm cookin up coke, lookin for clients I got the AK, SK, 40 cal Scope red on your head still 40 thou' (40 thousand) Worse than files of north turf bursting blaow Give the church my child, ask to nurture thou Cause I've seen the hearses now But if this was Gilligan's Isle, Thirstin Howl, wow Look at his kicks, they worth a thou' Isn't it sad, do what I say and wish that you had You Michigan crabs, you stabbed you piss in a bag Or worse than that, zipped in a bag Broke to fractions, a division of math From, Hollywood, shittin on Shaft, we go hard Killa Killa Killa, Killa uh uh Killa X and Killer Cam, Dark Man X, once again, pull it Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh I just love how it's goin, Cam, X flowin (Get at em dawg) I'm already knowin Step lightly around dawg (yeah) I might be hitting town dawg (yeah) You really trying to get down dawg? Only thing I can do with pussy is fuck it And I would tell you to suck my dick but you might suck it See y'all niggaz the cat type (what) You still a baby get your ass wiped (what) Must I take a nigga's last stripe? (come on) Youse a bitch, now more bitch than a bitch Still a bitch fuckin bitch, you been a bitch Know how we do, run up, in a bitch Peep the crib, run up, in it quick (yeah) Everything breathin stops, only thing my niggas is leavin Is shots, you done got a nigga hot Let me catch you on the block, bitchass niggas is cowards Done fucked around and dropped the soap in the shower (come on) Uh, we go hard Never mind what a nigga say, we go hard We gon' play how we wanna play, we go hard Man we do this shit all day, we go hard Motherfucker, uh, we go hard Never mind what a nigga say, we go hard We gon' play how we wanna play, we go hard Bitch, we do this shit all day, we go hard Motherfucker
Writer(s): Fred Lavon Bridges, Ernest Dion Wilson, Ricardo Frederic Williams, Cameron Giles, Richard Knight, Earl Simmons, Bobby Eaton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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