Текст (слова) песни: Dmx - Get Your Shit Right

[dmx:]

Grrrrrrr

Grrrrr

Grrr

[jd:]

Yeah.

[chorus:]

To all my bitches in the spot lookin real fly

An all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin high

An all my playas world wide its the shot or die

Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right

[x2]

First off, yall niggas know I dont slouch

An as a kid I done did the shit you talkin about

Im from the south

Ya heard

Where niggas fly birds outta impalas

Live lavish

From atl to dallas an the little palace

Goin once, goin twice

Everyday, livin nice

In the grey wit the ice

Makin money rollin dice

Livin the life

That yall dream of

Puttin niggas outta buissiness like sony did to sena

You seen us

The green stuff

An nuttin else thats all I collect

I got the hots like the lox

Money, power and respect

An I can damn the check

That any of yall niggas spit

I stay hittin

I aint bullshittin(he aint bullshittin)

Nigga

Wit more glitter

Than m.j.

Its all pimp play

When it comes to me

An yall muthafuckas know how jd gets down

An those who dont its a new sheriff in town

Feel me now

[chorus x2]

[mad rapper:]

Yo, let me tell you were Im at yall

Shits kinda sad yall

If you ride the buses or trains

Watch ya back yall

Who think he stallin?

I still aint ballin

An I got wild bills

An a crowd that keeps callin

My dogs wanna hang(bark)

My bitches wanna bang

But it dont mean a thang

When all you got is change

Thats why my women aint dimes

Not even close to nines

Sorta like fives and sixes

Wit scars and stiches

Type of bitches that spit in yo face like alomar

Broke hoes without a car

Snatchin fruit from salad bars

Which one of yall come on, test me now

Me not goin nowhere, you dont impress me now

So next time you see me up in them clubs

Im probably scemin

While you at the bar

Brick hard and fiendin

I wait for 4 oclock when yo drunk ass is leavin

Cause I paid to get in

An now I gotta pray teethin

[chorus x2]

[dmx:]

Niggas goin to parties

Thousand dollar shoes and jewels

You begets what I be wantin so I be bringin the tool

Tryin to snatch up all that ice that you came in

An nigga d be flippin, yeah, money, its the same shit

What you thought

Cause you bought

A joint

You might be able to creep a nigga

When he aint on point

An I can see it in yo eyes that you comin closer than tryin

An every step you take brings yo ass closer to dyin

An I dont flow wit the dough

Cause money comes and goes

Gimme the love of my thugs

Hoodrats and hoes

An Im good

Cause muthafucka Im stain in the hood

An Im gon rip till Im stiff like wood

You wishin that you could

Keep it as real as me

An you gon know that the pain that you feel is me

When I get ill it be

Some next shit

Darkman

Muthafuckin x shit

Wreck shit

For respect bitch

[chorus x4]

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» Dmx - Crime Story
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» Dmx - Go To Sleep
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» Dmx - 24 Hours to Live
» Dmx - Dogs Out
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