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We Don't Give a Fuck
by DMX



[Jadakiss]
Used to be my dog, you was in my left titty
Screamed ryde or die, I thought you would die wit me
Found out you a bitch, you can't even ryde wit me
Now it's a war, and you ain't on the side wit me
Used to be my dog, you was in my left titty
Screamed ryde or die, I thought you would die wit me
Found out you a bitch, you can't even ryde wit me
Now it's a war, and you ain't on the side wit me

[DMX]
When it rain, niggas get wet, so stay dry (uh)
Don't cross me, I compete to snake eye (woo)
You just lost me, like yo' shadow in the dark (uh-huh)
Fucked around and forced me to hit the shadow with the spark
Blew your shit apart, now it's two halves of one nigga
"look at him," I said after a few laughs, "dumb nigga!
Stupid is as stupid does, cocksucker (what?)
And look what being stupid does, get you shot sucker (what?)
I let you get too close and you bit me (uh)
I told you nah for too long, you tried to hit me
Thought you was wit me
Well you might as well forget me, cause from this point on (uh-huh)
It's war, it won't stop until one of us is gone" (c'mon!)
I'm still mad at myself for letting that shit go down (uhh)
Somebody should of told me, I was fucking with a clown (alright?)
And I think they found and let, you, nigga, drown
You know how shit get around

[Chorus: Jadakiss: x2]
Used to be my dogg, you was in my left titty
Screamed ryde or die, I thought you would die wit me
Found out you a bitch, you can't even ryde wit me
(yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
Now it's a war, and you ain't on the side wit me
(yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah)

[Styles]
Hey yo x fuck them niggas, them niggas ain't your dogs
Better treat like some cats and shake they ass to the floor
Been seen the foul shit, put the guns in em
Lil' wannabe you's, so why you run wit em?
You can't trust niggas no further than you can throw em
You don't wanna murder the niggas, then you blow em
He usin yo' style, that make him yo' child
Then he shouldn't make a move til he hear it from yo' mouth
We don't allow snakes, running wit dogs
Tell them ain't nothing like a funeral that's gonna be yours
Double-r, and I ain't here to start trouble god
But if they wasn't your niggas I would of been hit em hard
Niggas look like they phony (what) sound like they phony (huh?)
Run around acting like motherfucker's homies
We all make mistakes, that's part of the breaks
But you can still call the apes, we bringing the duct tape
And the broomstick, them bitch-ass niggas is getting raped
Know how we ride, whoever on they side can die
And we ain't trying to be blind, fuck eye for eye
Cause we only taking yours, you know the dogs you motherfucker

Chorus

[DMX]
There was always something there, but I just couldn't touch it (uh-huh)
Wasn't something that would hurt me, so a nigga said, "fuck it!" (uhh)
I let it slide, laughed and joked let it ride (true)
Now that you done killed it, i�?�¢??m glad that it died (aight?)
It's aight, I know where you live, I'm just waiting (uhh)
Til we knock on your front door, and let you meet Satan (c'mon!)
That's what you get for hating, fuck you fagot! (what?)
I never did trust you fagot, I'll bust you faggot! (what?)
What you done forgot about the streets is this: (uhh)
You do a drimy nigga like you do a grimy bitch (aight?)
You just stop fucking with him, you got no more rap (uh)
No more, "yo whats up d?" no more dap (uhh)
Be lucky if I don't spit in your face, off of g.p. (what?)
And what? bitch-ass nigga, you can't beat me (woo)
Don't take it as a loss, just take it as a lesson
Next time think twice, or get iced wit the Wesson
Nigga! (nigga!)

[Chorus]

[Jadakiss]
C'mon

Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
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written by SIMMONS, EARL / LORENZO, IRVING DOMINGO / WILSON, RICHARD FRANKLYN / PHILLIPS, JASON / STYLES, DAVID
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC