Testo Uh-Hunh
Testo Uh-Hunh
Errrr, here we go againUh, un-hunhUh, un-hunhUh, un-hunh[DMX] Yeah, yo Kiss[Jada] What up dog?[DMX] These niggas running around here like they controling this shit[Jada] No doubt[DMX] Let's show these niggas how to take hold of this shit[Jada] That's what I'm talkin about baby[DMX] For real baby[Jada] Let's get it on[DMX]I only gave you the crown so I could shoot it off your fuckin headYall niggas fuckin dead, you heard what the fuck I saidI talk shit cause I walk shit, start shit, New York shitThe hawk shit, spark shit, the dark shitAnd it been that way, fuck how a nigga live it's gon' end that wayNiggas is part of a game that I don't playNever catch dog carrying what I don't weighThat's three 45s, one 38, 173 pounds straight out the gateI don't hate, got no beef but knock a nigga off quickAnd I'm mad like a bitch and a nigga with a soft dickGet off this, fucking with X, but on some other shitWhy the fuck you fucking with X? You must be fucking with XGo catch a chicken, fucking with me you gon' catch a whippen[Chorus: Jadakiss & DMX]Un-hunh, here we go againUn-hunh, here we go againUn-hunh, here we go againUn-hunh, here we go againUn-hunh, here we go againUn-hunh, here we go againUn-hunh, here we go againUn-hunh, here we go again[Jadakiss]Look don't try to apologize on your two waySympathy don't amuse me, go get your uziAnd let's make a real moviePlay bad guy and good guy til the hood dieToast yall cowardsNow I know the reason why Pac ain't really like most yall cowardsIm'a show you how to swing the chrome for realDog this year we gon' bring it home for realWhat you wanna bet the llama'll squash youI been had a white fan base before the signing of MarshallBoy Kiss is thorough, hit your girlPut it all up her stomach til she earlYall niggas ain't nice ya luckySo fuck it Im'a sell dope long as the price is lovelyAnd it ain't only the voice it's the bars of deathDMX and Jadakiss nigga guard ya chest[Chorus][DMX]When is they getting off our dicks, them niggas is clownsHow many dogs you let go up, still getting downLike 'face said, last of a dying breedFor stomach and I feed still trying to eatLead by greed that's when you fuck upYall niggas gonna know when we hungry, you get stuck up(What what?)What's up? Fuck a nigga yellingY-O motherfucker for real, yo Kiss tell 'em[Jadakiss]Sheet could kill, stomp niggas out boot the grillI'll give you a reason why I'm the truth for realNiggas can't fuck with Kiss, I mean thatHad to stop eating red meat cause I ate too many Beanie-MacsI'm not one of them niggas and since you so richeousDon't make me send your ass to Ala quickerNiggas gas you to force your handRealistically you just a worker and your boss is my man[Chorus] - 2X
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