F*** Y`All — текст песни (DMX)





[Chorus]
Ay yo fuck y`all niggaz
(Man fuck you too)
Ay yo fuck y`all niggaz
(Man fuck you too)

It`s big dog baby
Gettin down like what
See I`m a thorough bread
I don`t fuck wit much
Bloodline is
Where the pups at
They off the Grand Champ
Yea what black
Don`t nothin move less
Dog say so
Cats clueless
About the way it go
Off the chain I got
At least 3 kills
Even though my last album only did 3 mil
I still give em chill
Cuz they feel dog
I can`t help what it is
Shit is real dog
You must have thought that
It was a joke or somethin
Now you done fucked around
And got your man choked for frontin
Now hold up playa
Cuz I don`t play those games
And don`t ask me shit
Cuz I don`t say no names
See what I know I`m taking
To the fuckin grave
So keep knockin cuz you ain`t gettin a fuckin thing

[Chorus x4]

Ay yo
Who we be was off the last joint
But now it`s who we see
And we forget the last joint
Cats ain`t never walked like X
Even before coochie rapper talked like sex
I`ve been around since at least 83
So ain`t no sense in you motherfuckers hatin me
Cuz I`m gon be here when you cats is gone
And other cats is on
Another batch is born
Don`t give a fuck
Bout none of y`all
Fuck each and every one of y`all
Cuz I done done it all
Been where ya at
Been where ya goin
Then brought it back
I tried to tell ya bout it
But you wouldn`t listen
Now I`m gonna take you to the hood
Cuz the hood will listen
I wish you woulda listened
Cuz then you woulda known
That it`s only right
To give a dog a bone
Bitch

[Chorus x2]

Aw Man
There are some things I can`t stand
When a nigga holla wanna shake my left hand
When a nigga follow cuz he actin like my man
Nigga might as well swallow cuz he actin like a fan
And I got balls like you do
Man I got paul to pull through you
Stan don`t they know how we do
In to the streets with our hearts to the people
Gots to give a little to get somethin back
And what you usually give see you ain`t nothin black
But when you don`t give then it won`t last
His shit will disappear like wit a nigga that smoked fast
You`ll get broke fast
That`s the lord`s will
Hold up I think somebody`s a the door
Shhh chill
You sit right there
I`m gonna answer that
Cuz when I finish poppin ain`t nobody answerin back

[Chorus x4]

Fuck it



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