F*** Y'all - DMX

F*** Y'all - DMX

Год
2003
Язык
`English`
Длительность
223320

Below is the lyrics of the song F*** Y'all , artist - DMX with translation

Lyrics " F*** Y'all "

Original text with translation

F*** Y'all

DMX

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

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 Kool G Rap 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 about 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 about 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

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

Ear 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

Fuck it

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