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lox - niggas dun started sumthin lyrics

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[featuring mase, dmx]
[sheek]
yo
hey yo let’s get papers and pop mo’ with hoes up in skyscr-pers
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-t that you can say to me when you be breathless
young b-ttadundy sh-t that you won’t do
so go ahead with that bullsh-t you blab about going through
i got n-gg-s who pump, on yo block and in yo spot
but sit next to you protecting you but murder you player
don status, n-gg- we getting chipseses
and bad b-tcheses frontin’ in flickseses
[mase]
yo mase and the lox we taking knots from the outta state spots
any n-gg- 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-gg- in your gang want it
my ak slay gays and spray strays with n-gg-s 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-gg- 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-gg-s done started something
[styles] you can lay in the plains or hug the sky for it
[dmx] n-gg-s done started something
{repeat chorus}
[jadakiss]
yo, check out the kid that get c-ke 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 kill him
yeah i hear n-gg-s 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-gg-s pardon
whatever we can do it at the garden
word life, this sh-t is real b
i’m making n-gg-s blow trials even if they not guilty
[styles]
i want a palace for my thugs, with oriental rugs
green back for drugs get waxed for the love
20 n-gg-s batter me, still couldn’t shatter me
i’m only getting up, splitting up yo anatomy
official lox family, grants n-gg-s 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-gg-s 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-t, use caution
cuz when i wet sh-t i dead sh-t like abortions, for bigger portions
of exortion and racket hear it, rap n-gg-s fear it
f-ck 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-gg-s flip, when i start a bunch of sh-t
i like p-ssy, but not up in my face, so give me 3 feet
cuz when we creep, no more then 3 deep, n-gg-s see sheet
let h-ll stand yo sh-t 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-gg- that wouldn’t listen
so you got, what you came for, surgery, with the chainsaw
i hit the f-cking streets just like i said before
ain’t nothing going down until i eat
motherf-ckers think it’s all about impressing b-tches
and stressing b-tches, while i’m testing b-tches game
undressing b-tches and caressing b-tches
and dealing with motherf-ckers on all levels
what i’m dealing with is all devils
f-cking mistakes, runnin with n-gg-s you call rebels
i got an army of 7-30 n-gg-s dirty n-gg-s
it’s tough to worry n-gg-s thrity n-gg-s that like to bury n-gg-s
and scary n-gg-s get all the time, and what they got is all of mine
ya never talked this sh-t until i pull the nine
and if i don’t know you i don’t f-ck with you
and if you with my man, then he getting stuck with you
and gave me the money, cuz 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-gg-s that act knotty



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