Lyrics:

[dmx]br /Uhh..br /Aiyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!! c'mon!!br /Uhh! uhh-huh!br /But they don't hear me thoughbr /Uhh, but they don't hear me though,br /Uhh, but they don't, they don't, they don't, they don't..br /br /I got blood on my hands and there's no remorsebr /And got blood on my dick cause I fucked a corpse (c'mon!)br /I'm a nasty nigga - when you pass me nigga look me in my eyes (what!)br /Tell me to my fuckin face that you ready to die (c'mon!)br /You be a dead motherfucker, red motherfuckerbr /Don't be stupid, you heard what I said motherfuckerbr /Who shot you? aww nigga, like you don't know (woo!)br /Stickin you for yo' dough while I'm fuckin yo' broke ho (what!)br /Yo! don't you get the picture? niggaz can't touch me (uhh!)br /Cause I don't give a fuck g, I'll get you touched bbr /I got choice, to rip my slug or take apart a doorbr /And enough crazy niggaz behind me to start a war (c'mon!)br /So what you want nigga? help, cause youse about to rest (uh!)br /When I'm fed, red cross couldn't clean up the messbr /And a vest will do nuttin but make you look a little thicker (yea!)br /Cause in the dark - you ain't nuttin but a lil' nigga (what!)br /And if you'd been thinkin about that shit you didbr /You wouldn'ta brought the joint, wit you kid,br /Now i'ma have to get you kid, and split your wig, wit the machete (what!)br /I bring beef to niggaz, and string em out, like spaghetti (c'mon!)br /You ain't ready - nor can you stand how I'm bringin it (uh!)br /I'm givin it is how I'm livin it so I'm swingin it (uh!)br /Red dot on your head, cause youse in mid rangebr /Red dot on your chest, opens up your rib cagebr /br /Chorus: ruff ryders (repeat 4x)br /br /I just love when a nigga bring his whole crewbr /It's just a bigger piece of cake for me to chew a hole throughbr /br /[dmx]br /Now if your heart was as big as your mouth, you'd be realbr /But it's not - so I know if you get knocked, you'll squealbr /Like a bitch, cause you is a bitch and always been a bitch (oh, oh, ohh!)br /And you know how niggaz do a bitch we run up in a bitch (ohh!)br /Put something in a bitch - nigga do you know me, nigga do you owe me? (uh-huh)br /Figured you could blow me? well i'ma let this trigger fill you homeybr /Y'all niggaz gots to be smokin somethin thinkin you chokin somethin (uhhh)br /Fuckin around wit me you'll be a broken somethin (woo!)br /I'm out for 'blood' with the 'crips' at warbr /How much shit could you talk wit your lips on the floor? br /Pussy niggaz make me itch, so I scratch, youse a bitch (uh, uh, uhh..)br /So I snatch up your face, fake-ass pencil I scratch you (..uhh, uhh, c'mon!)br /Yeah there was a time, when I woulda jumped up and choked this niggabr /(but now!) but now I'm on some shit like, 'yo.. smoke this nigga!' (uh-huh!)br /I'm bout to find out how much guts you got before I spill embr /Somebody come and get this muh'fucker before I kill him (please!)br /Arrrrf! fresh out the asylum, I'm whylinbr /Y'all niggaz know the phone numbers for help you best to dial em (ay!)br /Nine-one-one, emergency, the urgencybr /Will have witnesses seein what the surgeon see (woo!)br /How far you gon' get, wit your dome split fool!br /I catch your man slippin cause he think his shit cool; (c'mon)br /But it ain't, so I paint the walls with his blood (uh, uh, uh)br /Another dick in the mud - nigga what!!br /br /Chorusbr /br /[ruff ryders]br /(c'mon!)br /Hey yo you know who this is for..br /They let the dogs in the door (c'mon c'mon, yeah)br /Hey yo you know who this is for.. (c'mon)br /They let the dogs in the door (yeah yeah)br /br /Chorusbr /br /Chorus 1/4xbr /br /[ruff ryders]br /I just love..