DMX Songtext

Man you niggas so puffied out, your women try their soups again
Santa likes some bitches on some straight prostitution

I'm sorry I left, I'm back
And not a moment too soon cuz rap is whack
Man you niggas so puffied out, your women try their soups again
Santa likes some bitches on some straight prostitution

The Phillies nigga
Pay attention
Woogie play that shit

I'm sorry I left, I'm back
And not a moment too soon cuz rap is whack
Man you niggas so puffied out, your women try their soups again
Santa likes some bitches on some straight prostitution

Too many rappers and not enough emcees
Too many fake gangstas and not enough real G's
Too many dickriders outnumbering the groupies What else to say to deck for them hoes, nigga please
I'm all about that real, you phony niggas chill
Oh you think the nigga planned to your ass get killed
You pussies know the deal, you better know the drill
So stop drop and roll and get dick with that still
My niggas crazy, real real shady
They might fuck your lady and slap your ugly baby

(The kid is ugly)

In this trio big shit rappers talking sweet shit
You call that real hip-hop? Then bitch you can keep it
These dudes so phony, so soft I know you see it
Lil lolly pop ass rappin niggas move, beat it
Enough with all this ho shit, I woogy bag your clothes bitch
Jewels cost money nigga, I don't need to know bitch

That's how niggas get robbed

I used my fail tip pan dipped in blood for this
Leave your head swole, you'll have to snub the fit
Backin up my money truck to the loading dock
Don't get mad at Ronnie Euro cuz he holding stock
Playin games with my thugs when the slugs go pop
Motherfuck what you heard, this that real hip-hop
I got a letter from my fan, he said cap keep doing it
Luggish I speak it, dineros I speak it fluent bitch
When I spit it's the art imitating my life
I fucked with a lot of hoes but the music my wife
I represent no school, motherfucker I'm a dropout
At my was your girl on my couch with my cock out
If I'm doing this show I'm guaranteed to rock out
Grown ass man with excuses just a fuckin cop out
Real my nigga, doin big things
Fuck you phony ass rappers with them freak ass chains

In this trio big shit rappers talking sweet shit
You call that real hip-hop? Then bitch you can keep it
These dudes so phony, so soft I know you see it
Lil lolly pop ass rappin niggas move, beat it
Enough with all this ho shit, I woogy bag your clothes bitch
Jewels cost money nigga, I don't need to know bitch

I don't know none of that shit
If I see another video in the club on the rooftops with bitches and Maybachs..

Here we go again, you niggas can't win
I do this shit for real, you do it for a trend
Now what's with all that soft shit, rappin bout your outfits
You down low niggas need to come up out that closet
Henny in the morning, Henny in the evening
Bottle after bottle, I'm surprised I'm still breathing
I take it to the head, God bless the dead
Pour out a lil liquor, ok, nuff said
I'm on my Steve Rifkin, a nigga talkin loud shit
Hip-hop til I die, phony rap – I don't allow it
Fist up in the air like he almost a black and proud shit
Radio Raheem, I break my shit motherfucker
Bitch I represent the streets, I represent the prisons
I do it for the people in the ghetto hard livin
Salute.

Put a Henny nigga
Bah

In this trio big shit rappers talking sweet shit
You call that real hip-hop? Then bitch you can keep it
These dudes so phony, so soft I know you see it
Lil lolly pop ass rappin niggas move, beat it
Enough with all this ho shit, I woogy bag your clothes bitch
Jewels cost money nigga, I don't need to know bitch

You know it's bad when gay niggas see you rappers dressin like that
They call you all fags
Bitch ass niggas