We Got This (Featuring DMX)

You wanna bust guns

You wanna lock fists

Forté

DMX

Be the hottest

We got this

You ain't hear?

We got this

****, you ain't hear?

We got this

Straight up

We locked it

Associated with the razor blade spinners like gym stars

And heavy hitters

Them younger Gods love banana clips

Broads that strip

Candle wax brown Beamers to whip

And jerk a bitch known to hit ya for taking pictures

Thirty two shots to split ya

It's all about the cash when I'm fucking with ya

John could make ya richer

Fuck the prince of Bel Air

I'm known to sell air

Got game like a politician

Whose trying to add on when it's not addition

You need to revamp

The hottest **** out the refugee camp

Run up on your B and leave your seat damp

And sell stocks so low, selling high, buy low

From Medina up to Y.O.

El Capitan, John the capo

Get tore down and that's the way it go down

The east is like the wild west without the showdown

Them **** be like, what now?

Get cut down

From the gut down

Intensive

And leave you shut down

You knocked out

Regardless what round

What now?

Uh, my **** said it

****'ll get it

That's the rule

'Bout to break money off

A lil something, pass the food

When I'm drunk

I'm a different ****

And all you gonna see is a spark

Ain't no whiffing, ****

I figure like this

It's just me agains the world

'Cause all my fucking life

It's been the world against Earl

What you think I'ma do

When my back's against the wall?

Fuck it

Get rolled

Roll till I fall

X kill 'em all

That's what they say to me now

You vermin ****

In a time where it's okay to be foul

And you loving it

Got John Blaze

Ducking it

And this track won't rest unless X'll put the slug in it

But would it fit

Don't even think like that

This is some shit that I could let go

And bring right back

It's like crack, if you cook it, overlook it so I shook it

Like a pit, what you get is what you with, so I took it

You wanna bust guns

You wanna lock fists

Forté

DMX

Be the hottest

We got this

You ain't hear?

We got this

****, you ain't hear?

We got this

Straight up

We locked it

You wanna bust guns

You wanna lock fists

Forté

DMX

Be the hottest

We got this

You ain't hear?

We got this

****, you ain't hear?

We got this

Straight up

We locked it

This track'll make me zone out

Run up in the party with the chrome out

Clear Jerome out, no doubt

Ice jingling, sons mingling, drugs we bring it in

Picasso, baby

Gotta get this money, baby

Fifties and hundreds, baby

My whole crew be sunning you

What you gonna talk about with a gun in front of you

**** grimy with it, slimy with it

Put in the card, baby, you gone

Too many hard rappers live for Hunan

You knew John was too on

Me and DMX

Whether change your suit on

Walk dogs, word to God, bound to live large and get charged

What?

If you my dog, you creep when I creep

Eat when I eat

Sleep when I sleep

For real, shit is deep

And what you don't know

Will kill you

From X to Forte, **** will feel you

I'm rounding mine more

And very few can nine hold

The kick's too strong

Y'all **** do songs, we live on

Dough to sit on

I'm down to shit on

Watch y'all talking, muhfucker,

Keep walking, watch the dogs barking

I set the clock

Clip the Glock

Hit the block

Rip the rock

In the sock

Get the knot

This shit is hot

Can't deny it

You muhfuckers, since you know how it go, don't try it

You wanna bust guns

You wanna lock fists

Forté

DMX

Be the hottest

We got this

You ain't hear?

We got this

****, you ain't hear?

We got this

Straight up

We locked it

You wanna bust guns

You wanna lock fists

Forté

DMX

Be the hottest

We got this

You ain't hear?

We got this

****, you ain't hear?

We got this

Straight up

We locked it

You wanna bust guns

You wanna lock fists

Forté

DMX

Be the hottest

We got this

You ain't hear?

We got this

****, you ain't hear?

We got this

Straight up

We locked it