[Featuring DMX Drag On Eve The Lox]
Yo if you gonna sleep on somthing
Might as well be a bed
And if your gonna crack shit
Might as well be a head
Cuz if you targeting the LOX you might as well target a box
That you gonna sleep in for years all covered with rocks
Cuz I think not I pop shots I double what yall got
Ya hot shots and got blocks ya punta muchacha
I'm the days of school, I muther fucking rule
I drive my chain and cork ya and keep it cool
Thats the ice B. I'm pricless. The iciest
And I dont gotta wear fatigues to blow out your chest
My bullets thump when I lace this fly shit pump
And baby I be on it yearly aint no poppin the trunk
But if I, pop the trunk its to hear your rag
Shit just wipe down my windows,on the side of my jag
Must I brag, my whip paid for, yours tagged
And every chick you grab, Sheek been done bagged
Yo I hope you aint tounge kissing your spouse
Cuz I be making love in her mouth
Type of cat that fuck at your house
Too slick? Mean she be buckin' my tip
And before you know it, I'mma have her suckin' my dick
Jada, if I kiss you now, you die later
Been nice, since people was watchin' movies on beta
Ready to clap, everybody giving me dap
And belive it or not, we be the ones setting the trap
Listen to yall shit. Then listen to our hits
Aint nothing yall cowards could do, got this
Thats the reason now, yall players aint got shit
Cuz every time I turn around, yall arrested
For those thats narrow, I just smack them with the barrel
Give it to them after night, like Kains cousin Harold
The RUFF RYDERS (WHAT?)
THE RUFF RYDERS
x4
Cut you and your son
Ya know when its done
Show me the money, I show you a gun
