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Dmx Ft. Lox And Jay-z Lyrics

Jay Fuck that
Disregarding any negativity or obstacles

This is it right here, baby You know what it is
Expressing confidence and assurance in the current situation

Yo, I used to have bad luck Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Overcoming past struggles and now enjoying success

Mad stuck, either with a dime or a bad duck Double-R tee with the matchin' bandana
Being surrounded by attractive and desirable women

38-snub, blue steel with no hammer And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance at the 'Kiss
Carrying a concealed firearm for protection

'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist Boning your women, drunk off Coronas and lemon
Flaunting wealth and engaging in casual relationships with women

And you know I'm still writin' the mean, lightin' the green I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Continuing to write powerful lyrics and smoke marijuana despite appearances

Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails Niggas throw us on they album, try to boost they sales
Receiving support and recognition from others in the music industry

We put our pies on the table and our eyes on the label 'Cause them rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you
Focusing on financial success while being cautious of potential threats

Call me raspy, tell you what I want you to know Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't want me to blow
Confidently sharing opinions without concern for others' expectations

I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to skip Usually a good nigga, even though I'm able to flip
Having the ability to manipulate situations and switch between personalities

You pay 30 for the 'Kiss (uh-huh) a hundred for The LOX (yeah) And if we cool, then I write a hook for a drop
Charging significant amounts for collaborations and offering assistance to friends

Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet And you can bet he'll get the legs and the neck
Valuing money and material possessions, even owning an intimidating dog

Yo, when my gun bust, send niggas to the fish like Swanson New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Using violence and intimidation to gain respect and control in the streets

Sheek Louch, type of nigga gasoline y'all beds And that's warnin', if you alive in the mornin', that's fine
Being a dangerous individual who will harm others if necessary

Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's rightfully mine I want PC, see me? Tuck in your chains
Asserting dominance and demanding respect from others in the criminal underworld

I got niggas my pop's age that lifestyle ain't changed It's like wake up, move a brick, half of it slow
Associating with older criminals who still maintain their illegal activities

Make car money, check with Sheek, go fuck with a ho I rock a waist-length mink, do-rag under my fitted
Engaging in illegal activities to make money, and flaunting luxury items

And I don't even want waves, Timbs be halfway new That's Sheek in the dress-up club 'cause I don't fuck with shoes
Preferring a casual and comfortable style over trendy fashion choices

And for my nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be told I put thirty in your head, all in the same hole
Being fiercely loyal and willing to commit violence to protect friends

'Cause we got the same goal, and you try and tamper with mine? Don't make me motherfuckin' leave you with some shit in your spine
Warning others not to interfere with personal ambitions or face violent consequences

Fuck with me, you be a was-nigga, nigga was dope Nigga was gettin' money 'fore I extorted your coke, 'ju crazy?
Threatening to harm someone's reputation and reminding them of past criminal activities

Ayo, catch me with a .38 box of shells In a ninety-eight Lincoln eatin' pasta shells
Carrying a handgun and enjoying a lavish lifestyle

Order to go, always got a box of Ls Blow, stay on the low, get a Heine' and swig
Purchasing marijuana, remaining discreet, and indulging in alcohol

I'm Pinero, so I hate a snake, rat, or a pig I pop shit 'cause I'm the second best, the first was BIG
Despising dishonest individuals and claiming to be one of the greatest rappers, second only to The Notorious B.I.G.

Y'all niggas is sonned out, let me speak to your father 'Cause I like to play chess and I swing the revolver
Considering others inferior and challenging them to confront their authoritative figures

If I don't like a nigga, I don't even be bothered I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga goin' legit
Choosing to ignore and distance oneself from individuals who are disliked

You hold your nine if you holdin' a brick Common sense, fed drama, you hit the Bahamas, get bent
Advising caution and prioritizing personal safety over illegal activities

L-O-X get respect like Sonny from Bronx Tale Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel
Acknowledging the admiration and respect received as members of a renowned rap group

Thirsty to live, are y'all niggas eager to die? I tell all my niggas ride, you won't leave with a dime
Acknowledging a hunger for success and challenging others' willingness to confront danger

I'm a monster, I sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers Ghetto nigga, puttin' up Will Smith numbers
Comparing oneself to a monster who hibernates and then achieves great success

Surrounded by sixes and Hummers, bitches among us Tryin' not to let this bullshit become us
Being surrounded by attractive women and avoiding negative influences

It started from hunger, 'til it all went insane Now bitches notice the chains now that I hit my number
Success originated from a place of deprivation, and now women are attracted to material wealth

The chickens I twisted (uh), see the digits unlisted (yeah) The beeper done changed, you dead bitch, the reaper done came
Interacting with promiscuous women and maintaining confidentiality, while emphasizing the inevitability of death

I suggest niggas stop speakin' my name 'Cause trust me, y'all can still feel the heat in the rain
Warning others not to mention their name and reminding them of their continued presence

I keep creepin', streets keep watchin', I keep poppin' Niggas is hot heads and the bullets is heat-seekin'
Continuing to engage in criminal activities while being aware of potential threats

Jay flow for pesos, chase hoes, not I just circle 'round the block in a drop
Rapping for financial gain and pursuing romantic interests in a calculated manner

Tell them jump through the top (uh-huh) Where the sun roof used to be
Taunting others to experience the heights of success that they have achieved

I could see y'all not used to me Nigga flows like none other, I'm the meanest
Noticing that others are unfamiliar with their unique rapping style and asserting superiority

Toughest Don Dada, the gun butt ya You the type that bust a lot of shots and none touch ya
Presenting themselves as an intimidating figure who is not afraid to physically confront others

I'm the type that get excited, when the gun touch ya, motherfuckers Y'all niggas 'bout to witness a dynasty like no other
Thriving on violence and conveying a sense of impending dominance

Grr I'm headed nowhere fast Run in the place (uh), gat in my waist
Expressing frustration at lack of progress while maintaining a readiness to engage in violence

Niggas wanted a taste, but wouldn't come to my face (uh) So what that mean? You cats is playin' games again
Receiving indirect threats from others, indicating their cowardice and lack of direct confrontation

So now what I do? Start namin' names again (what?) All you motherfuckers know that I speak from the heart (uh)
Prompting a counterattack by revealing information about enemies and reasserting authenticity

Play like you don't know L-O-X is gon' bark We can take it there, but to make it fair, get some more niggas
Showing determination to defend themselves and calling for additional reinforcements for a fair fight

Styles, Sheek, Jay, we comin' with like four niggas (aight?) Y'all niggas best to stop playin'
Specifically mentioning the individuals involved in the retaliation and warning others to cease their games

It'll be the ones you've forgotten about That'll get you shot in your mouth (arf, arf)
Reminding others that the most underestimated individuals are often the most dangerous

Got my dogs covered (uh) Plus it's all gravy like chicken when it's smothered (what?)
Ensuring the safety of their close associates and highlighting the ease of their criminal operations

It's dark and I love it (uh) Get him, boy, let him loose (come on)
Embracing the darkness and chaos of their lifestyle, ordering a dog to attack

You want it with the dog or the gun? Let him choose (come on)
Giving someone the option to face aggression from either a violent dog or a firearm