Ruff Ryders - The Great lyrics

[Intro - DMX] Wooh Come on Wooh Uh, uh, wooh Come on Wooh [Verse 1 - DMX] Uh, uh uh Man, I hear you n***as talkin But'choo walkin the wrong way to really mean it I done heard it, I done seen it, don't get caught up in between it Its a dark road you walkin on, same street that I be stalkin on Suppose to be quiet, but you keep talkin on Now ya mouth got you in some sh** So we gon' let everybody see your gangsta a** get smaked like a b**h Guess I'll remind y'all n***as, I can find y'all n***as Click click, whats up, walk up right behind y'all n***as Once the four four hit'cha You ain't going no where but out the door on a stretcha Boy, I'ma get'cha Wet y'all n***as up like a pool cause I done told you, Y'ALL GON' MAKE ME LOSE MY COOL Yo Knock get the glock, these b**h n***as is actin Making movies, we'll make a movie about this sh** after is happened All that yappin, that them n***as is gettin away with Take it easy my friend, let 'em know, dog ain't to be played with [Chorus - DMX] A n***a gotta take a girl with the back I'm f**kin with the hood and I'm back I wish you understood why I'm back It would take a lotta pressure off my back A n***a gotta take a girl with the back I'm f**kin with the hood and I'm back I wish you understood why I'm back It would take a lotta pressure off my back [Verse 2 - DMX] Uh, uh, uh Most of these hard rocks turn out to be soft as wet dog sh** Talkin sh**, but when the fog spits, dog they all split Then all hit the ground around the same time In the same frame of mind,?thangs up in the nine? left them b**hes blind, hit 'em up from behind Yeah, thats how you do that And he had such a good head up on his shoulders, but I blew that F**k you black, you new cats don't know somethin important You die quick f**kin with my sh**, and my sh**s extortin House rules, when I speak, y'all n***as listen I drop j**els that y'all cats can't afford to keep missin Drinkin??? fueled by d** sh**s about to get real outta hand dog, betta get ya man dog Rap sh** comes second, I'ma show you what a robber do Mention ice one more time and I'm robbin you Tie you up for a week starvin you Beatin the sh** outta you everday, 'cause yo, these n***as gotta pay [Chorus] [Verse 3 - DMX] Uh, uh, uh Dog it ain't no secret 'bout how its going down once I put on the pressure It ain't nothing but another n***a put on a stretcher With a blanket over his face, take him to the morgue with the waste cause he was in the wrong place at the wrong time So I gave it to him in his chest In his throat, in his head, in his back, through his vest, YES Ain't a whole lot to braking a n***a down fast They call me black cause thats how I'm gon' be on that a** Y'all p**y n***as think y'all sweet But ain't a f**kin thing going down til I eat So can I beef? You betta while you still got teeth cause they about to get knocked out, hopped out On that a** with a blast that'll make ya sh** drop out Popped out, through a you know what 'cause you know why, and you know my Motherf**kin name up in this game And b**h, you know I Will never be crossed flippin, but on some east coast terms New York n***as do, f**k the perms Chorus