wives'll be without them niggas Matter of fact, I'm tired of talkin money Throw your joints up, scrap, bitch (Ha ha!) Chorus 2x Outro: DMX & DJ Clue (DJ
Traducción: DJ Clue. Quem é seguinte (X-pista-sive) (Feat. Dmx).
it ain't ruff it ain't D {Uhh} M to the X Most y'all niggas is strait sex {What?} (*shots fired*) Next?! [Chorus] [DMX (DJ Clue) {DMX's background vocal
Yeah-ah-ah-ah!!! Music is my life you know, I will never let you go! [repeat] oh whoa oh wooooooooooooooow!!! Can you sing it louder?! Whoa oh!
dancin' in the dark You notice what I'm wearing, I noticin' you're staring You know that I can take it to the next level baby Hotter than the A-list Next
my damn way 'Cause the car I'm in is rollin' full of men No kids or boys, E got the mac ten Islam's got the Zulu nation back up DJ Aladdin's who hooked
Ryders, Eastsidaz, Warren G, Red and Meth Uncle L, Naughty and Treach The whole Flava Unit, So So Def DJ Pooh, KAM, Solo, and the motherfuckin LA Zoo Pomona, DJ
music not about me in your interviews seem like everytime im rapping, imma offending dudes and i aint thought about you, let alone mention you. . . Outro : (T.I. talking) MLK DJ
Dark You Notice What I'm Wearin' I'm Noticin' You Starin' You Know That I Can Take It To The Next Level Baby Harder Than The A-list Next One On My
talking about nothing, Got your girl leaving out my house, walking out funny. Like her legs are telling jokes, I swear you would have thought it was like a DJ
lyricals Call me verbal criminal Send you to that clinical Subscribe use of chemicals Audio and visual, can't see me Invisible I'm old school like Biblical Futuristic next
it's the weekend When the DJ play the right song Gon' drink, gon' party all night long No drivin', no sleepin' Live it up like it's the weekend When the DJ
Yeah DJ Clue Dillon straw Mya (Hurry up) Come on When we first met I Told myself you were the one To lay up next to me Late at night when work was done
rollin'? Boys boys boys at the bar Am I ballin'? Poppin' champagne to the early morning Two AM, and I can't, them are calling To the next spot When they
pon di receiving end dema a bawl Who dem a bawl for Basement name dem call True dem play sweet music fi one and all Di people dem a beg di super DJ fi
some shit so I can hit'em With a string of bullets comin from a tech 9 warned you Not to test mine, and if you make it you'll know next time That if you
Young Ke Ke he down with us South Side nigga and we down tah bust I'm #1 Too many niggaz takin' rap for a joke You be up for one minute and then the next
you waste time Here comes an Einstein, bringin' the bassline Boy, you're a sad case, still wanna test mine Yeah, this is Brad's race and here comes the next
