The Lox - n***as Dun Started Sumthin lyrics

[Featuring Mase, DMX] [Sheek] Yo Hey yo let's get papers and pop Mo' with hoes up in skyscrapers And Condominiums over-looking our drug capers New York City, the only way to play is gritty I want cheddar so we can front up in the eight fitty My whole committee like to puff L's and look jiggy Who wanna test this? My semi leave you chestless There ain't sh** that you can say to me when you be breathless Young bu*tadundy sh** that you won't do So go ahead with that bullsh** you blab about going through I got n***as who pump, on yo block and in yo spot But sit next to you protecting you but murder you player Don Status, n***a we getting chipseses And bad b**heses frontin' in flickseses [Mase] Yo Mase and The Lox we taking knots from the outta state spots Any n***a make it hot get found in vacant lot You don't really wanna come try the one guy Who stay dumb high from blunt lie To ???? alumnight We got more beef than an atomic bomb So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs There's not a n***a in your gang want it My AK slay gays and spray strays with n***as names on it Often not bugs and much softer than thugs Have a chump coughin blood fill his coffin with slugs Yo You know I got enough guns to wreck a nation Any n***a wave a tech in Mase and, Have and explanation You bring your crew in em I'm doing em Then I'm Beating em down with aluminium Then I'm putting two in em You can't touch me I've been Devil sinned Wanted for imbesslement A lot of other things but that's irrelavent [CHORUS] [Styles] If you love the money, then prepare to die for it [DMX] n***as done started something [Styles] You can lay in the plains or hug the sky for it [DMX] n***as done started something {Repeat Chorus} [Jadakiss] Yo, check out the kid that get coke like Sosa Never turn down Chocha We in the Costa Rica, sippin Margarittas with a mommy Clinged to Tommy, showing love to my army Whenever the Lox find Ricky Blocks we k** him Yeah I hear n***as but I still don't feel em This is for the listeners and prisoners And them jealous rap cats that prefer dissing us My 16's be so real You can feel em in your vein like the mellow pops from Sugar Hill Jay be the cause for the kiss that you wait Cartel lift spittin clips at yo face We started from the bottom, you don't see bad n***as pardon Whatever we can do it at the garden Word life, this sh** is real B I'm making n***as blow trials even if they not guilty [Styles] I want a palace for my thugs, with oriental rugs Green back for d** get waxed for the love 20 n***as batter me, still couldn't shatter me I'm only getting up, splitting up yo anatomy Official Lox family, grants n***as handing me I want the finer things and I hope you understanding me Sitting at the table plan in the club then fanning Let the sweat dry off and then grab the cannon Think the smartest and retaliate the hardest Regardless, if you a thug or a rap artist Respect me like Pesci, and If rap was hockey I'd be Gretski, puffin Nestle And ya'll n***as done started something Acting invincible like you god or something If you god, then I'ma mix a lot until you rot And if you a player then play for everything you got And if you a thug then start busting off shots And if you a dogg you better bite before you bark Chorus [DMX] Don't come at me with no bullsh**, use caution 'cause when I wet sh** I dead sh** Like abortions, for bigger portions Of exortion and racket hear it, rap n***as fear it f** what you heard it's what you hearing How much darker must it get? How must harder must it hit? See if ya hardest n***as flip, When I start a bunch of sh** I like p**y, but not up in my face, So give me 3 feet 'cause when we creep, no more then 3 deep, n***as see sheet Let hell stand yo sh** burried in the mud Following traces of gun powder, residue, and blood A positive ID is impossible, So you know, John Doe Is what they gonna be putting on that tag on yo toe Now who gonna tell yo mother her baby's under a cover in the morgue Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs Another hard headed n***a that wouldn't listen So you got, what you came for, surgery, with the chainsaw I hit the f**ing streets just like I said before Ain't nothing going down until I eat Motherf**ers think it's all about impressing b**hes And stressing b**hes, While I'm testing b**hes game Undressing b**hes and caressing b**hes And dealing with motherf**ers on all levels What I'm dealing with is all devils f**ing mistakes, runnin with n***as you call rebels I got an army of 7-30 n***as dirty n***as It's tough to worry n***as thrity n***as that like to bury n***as And scary n***as get all the time, and what they got is all of mine Ya never talked this sh** until I pull the nine And if I don't know you I don't f** with you And if you with my man, then he getting stuck with you And gave me the money, 'cause I just lost my mind When he crossed the line, spit this back to his chest Then I tossed the nine Forced the crime, black ghotti, I stack bodies With the black shotti and jab n***as that act knotty