Текст песни DMX — Bring Your Whole Crew
Uhh!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Come on, uhh, uhhh huhhh
But they dont hear me though
Uhh, but they dont hear me though,
uhh, but they dont but they dont…
I got blood on my hands and theres no remorse
I got blood on my dick cuz I fucked a corpse
Im a nasty nigga when u pass me nigga look me in my eyes
Tell me to my fuckin face that u ready to die
U be a dead mutha fucka red mutha fucka
Dont be stupid you heard what I said mutha fucka
Who shot u ohhh nigga like u dont know
Stickin you for your doe while Im fuckin your broke ho
Yo dont u get the picture niggaz cant touch me
Cuz I dont give a fuck G Ill get u touched B
I got choice ripple my slugll take apart a door
And enuf crazy niggaz behind me to start a war
So what u want nigga help me is about your best
When Im finished Red Cross couldnt clean up the mess
And a vest will do nothin but make u look a little thicker
Cuz in the dark u aint nothin but a lil nigga
But if youve been thinkin about that shit u did
You wouldnt have brought the joint wit u kid
Now I might have to get u kid and split your wig wit a machedi
I bring beef to niggaz and string them out like spaghetti
U aint ready lord can u stand how Im bringin it
Im givin it is how Im livin it so Im swingin it
Red dot on your head cuz yous in mid range
Red dot on your chest opens up your rib cage
[Chorus]
I just love when a nigga bring his whole crew
Its just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole thru [x 4]
Now if your heart wuz as big as your mouth youd be real
But its not so I know if u get knocked youll squeal
Like a bitch cuz u iz a bitch and always been a bitch
And u know how niggaz do a bitch we run up in a bitch
For somethin in a bitch nigga do u know nigga do u owe me
Figure you could blow me well ima let this trigga feel u homey
That niggaz got to be smokin somethin thinkin u chokin somethin
Fuckin around wit me youll be a broken somethin
Im out for blood wit the crypts at war
How much shit could u talk wit your lips on the floor
Pussy niggaz make me itch so I scratch yous a bitch
So I snatch up your face fake ass bitch so I scratch u
Yeah… There was a time when I would have jumped up and choked this nigga
But now Im on some shit like… Yo… smoke this nigga
Im bout to find out how much guts u got before I spill em
Somebody come and get this mutha fucka before I kill em
Ahhh!… fresh out the asylum Im wylin
Yall niggaz know the phone number for help u best ta dial them
9-1-1 emergency the urgency
Well have witnesses seein what the surgeon see
How far u gonna get wit your dome split fool
Or catch your man strippin cuz he think his shape cool
But it aint so I paint the walls wit his blood
Another dick in the mud
nigga what!
[Chorus]
Ahh you u know who this is for, they let the doggs in the door [x 2]
[Chorus]
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