Bishop Lamont - DMX Lyrics
Bangin’ with the Phillies niggaPay attentionOne time for my real niggas nigga ayeOne time for my real *****es nigga ayeI’m sorry I left, I’m backAnd not a moment too soon cuz rap is whackMan you niggas so puffied out, your women try their soups againSanta likes some *****es on some straight prostitutionI’m sorry I left, I’m backAnd not a moment too soon cuz rap is whackMan you niggas so puffied out, your women try their soups againSanta likes some *****es on some straight prostitutionThe Phillies niggaPay attentionWoogie play that shitI’m sorry I left, I’m backAnd not a moment too soon cuz rap is whackMan you niggas so puffied out, your women try their soups againSanta likes some *****es on some straight prostitutionToo many rappers and not enough emceesToo many fake gangstas and not enough real G’sToo many dickriders outnumbering the groupiesWhat else to say to deck for them hoes, nigga pleaseI’m all about that real, you phony niggas chillOh you think the nigga planned to your ass get killedYou pussies know the deal, you better know the drillSo stop drop and roll and get dick with that stillMy niggas crazy, real real shadyThey might ***** your lady and slap your ugly baby(The kid is ugly)In this trio big shit rappers talking sweet shitYou call that real hip-hop? Then ***** you can keep itThese dudes so phony, so soft I know you see itLil lolly pop ass rappin niggas move, beat itEnough with all this ho shit, I woogy bag your clothes *****Jewels cost money nigga, I don’t need to know *****That’s how niggas get robbedI used my fail tip pan dipped in blood for thisLeave your head swole, you’ll have to snub the fitBackin up my money truck to the loading dockDon’t get mad at Ronnie Euro cuz he holding stockPlayin games with my thugs when the slugs go popMother***** what you heard, this that real hip-hopI got a letter from my fan, he said cap keep doing itLuggish I speak it, dineros I speak it fluent *****When I spit it’s the art imitating my lifeI *****ed with a lot of hoes but the music my wifeI represent no school, mother*****er I’m a dropoutAt my was your girl on my couch with my ***** outIf I’m doing this show I’m guaranteed to rock outGrown ass man with excuses just a *****in cop outReal my nigga, doin big things***** you phony ass rappers with them freak ass chainsIn this trio big shit rappers talking sweet shitYou call that real hip-hop? Then ***** you can keep itThese dudes so phony, so soft I know you see itLil lolly pop ass rappin niggas move, beat itEnough with all this ho shit, I woogy bag your clothes *****Jewels cost money nigga, I don’t need to know *****I don’t know none of that shitIf I see another video in the club on the rooftops with *****es and Maybachs..Here we go again, you niggas can’t winI do this shit for real, you do it for a trendNow what’s with all that soft shit, rappin bout your outfitsYou down low niggas need to come up out that closetHenny in the morning, Henny in the eveningBottle after bottle, I’m surprised I’m still breathingI take it to the head, God bless the deadPour out a lil liquor, ok, nuff saidI’m on my Steve Rifkin, a nigga talkin loud shitHip-hop til I die, phony rap – I don’t allow itFist up in the air like he almost a black and proud shitRadio Raheem, I break my shit mother*****er***** I represent the streets, I represent the prisonsI do it for the people in the ghetto hard livinSalute.Put a Henny niggaBahIn this trio big shit rappers talking sweet shitYou call that real hip-hop? Then ***** you can keep itThese dudes so phony, so soft I know you see itLil lolly pop ass rappin niggas move, beat itEnough with all this ho shit, I woogy bag your clothes *****Jewels cost money nigga, I don’t need to know *****You know it’s bad when gay niggas see you rappers dressin like thatThey call you all fags***** ass niggas
