We Go Hard – DMX
{sample: “Didn’t I fool ya baby? Aww, didn’t I fool ya?”}
[Cam] Uhh, what’s really good? X I’m in the buildin man, yea!
{sample: “Didn’t I fool ya baby? Aww, didn’t I fool ya?”}
[DMX] It’s all, good, my, n_gga
[Cam] That’s right, you know how we do dawg, “Pull It”
[Cam] Y.O., Harlem, we back part two man, Dark Man where you at?
[DMX] Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, UHH, UHHHH!!!
[DMX]
Let’s set this sh_t off, start this sh_t RIGHT
It’s goin down to-night!
Dawg off the leash, dawg walks with heat
Dawg stalks the streets, in New York to eat
How many times do I gotta come through (YEA!)
Layin that thing down, puttin holes in you
You cats get it on the double, so stay the f_ck
out of my WAYYYY, you don’t want no trouble (c’mon!)
We travel double far, to bring you trouble God
We rollin double hard, yea n_gga Double R!
I don’t know what you thought it was, but it’s NOT
But I know that you caught the SLUGS, they was hot
Get the f_ck off the block! (WHAT?) There’s no more room
for b_tch n_ggaz (uhh) dawg I’m comin to get n_ggaz (YEA!)
Lift n_ggaz, out they boots, dust it
Cause I don’t just walk around with them things to bust it
[Chorus]
Uhh, we go hard!
Never mind what a n_gga say – we go hard!
We gon’ play how we wanna play – we go hard!
Man we do this sh_t all day – we go hard!
Motherf_cker! Uhh, we go hard!
Never mind what a n_gga say – we go hard!
We gon’ play how we wanna play – we go hard!
B_tch, we do this sh_t all day – we go hard!
Motherf_cker!
[Cam’Ron]
Yo, I leave jail smoothly, jump in the pale hooptie
F_ck the d_ck-s_ckin-ass n_gga male groupies
Diplomats, you look at alliance, you shook in defiance
I’m cookin up coke, lookin for clients
I got the AK, SK, 40 cal
Scope red on your head still 40 thou’ (40 thousand)
Worse than files of {?} turf burstin blaow
Give the church my child, ask to nurture thou
Cause I’ve seen the hearses now
But if this was Gilligan’s Isle, Thirstin Howl, wow
Look at his kicks, they worth a thou’
Isn’t it sad, do what I say and wish that you had
You Michigan crabs, you stabbed you piss in a bag
Or worse than that, zipped in a bag
Broke to fractions, a division of math
From, Hollywood, sh_ttin on Shaft, we go hard
Killa Killa Killa, Killa uh uhh
[DMX]
KILLA!
X and Killer Cam, Dark Man X, once again – PULL IT!
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, UHHHHHHH!
I just love how it’s goin, Cam, X flowin
(GET AT ‘EM DAWG) I’m already knowin
Step lightly around dawg (YEA!) I might be hittin town dawg (YEA)
You really tryin to get down dawg?
Only thing I can do with p_ssy is f_ck it
And I would tell you to s_ck my d_ck but you might s_ck it
See y’all n_ggaz the cat type (WHAT?)
You still a baby get your ass wiped (WHAT?)
Must I take a n_gga’s last stripe? (c’mon!)
Youse a b_tch, now more b_tch than a b_tch
Still a b_tch f_ckin b_tch, you been a b_tch
Know how we do, run up, in a b_tch
Peep the crib, run up, in it quick (yea!)
Everything breathin stops; only thing my n_ggaz is leavin
is shots, you done got a n_gga hot
Let me catch you on the block, b_tch-ass n_ggaz is cowards
Done f_cked around and dropped the soap in the shower (C’MON!)
[Chorus]
