We Go Hard

[Intro: Cam'Ron & DMX] Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya? Uhh, what's really good? X I'm in the buildin man, yea! Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya? It's all, good, my, nigga That's right, you know how we do dawg, "Pull It" Y.O., Harlem, we back part two man, Dark Man where you at? Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, UHH, UHHHH!!! [Verse 1: DMX] Let's set this shit off, start this shit RIGHT It's goin down to-night! Dawg off the leash, dawg walks with heat Dawg stalks the streets, in New York to eat How many times do I gotta come through (YEA!) Layin that thing down, puttin' holes in you You cats get it on the double, so stay the fuck Out of my way, if you don't want no trouble (C'mon!) We travel double far, to bring you trouble God We rollin' double hard, yea nigga Double R! I don't know what you thought it was, but it's NOT But I know that you caught the SLUGS, they was hot Get the fuck off the block! (WHAT?) There's no more room For bitch niggas (Uhh) dawg I'm comin' to get niggas (YEA!) Lift niggas, out they boots, dust it Cause I don't just walk around with them things to bust it [Chorus: DMX] Uhh, we go hard! Never mind what a nigga say - we go hard! We gon' play how we wanna play - we go hard! Man we do this shit all day - we go hard! Motherfucker! Uhh, we go hard! Never mind what a nigga say - we go hard! We gon' play how we wanna play - we go hard! Bitch, we do this shit all day - we go hard! Motherfucker! [Verse 2: Cam'Ron] Yo, I leave jail smoothly, jump in the pale hooptie Fuck the dick-suckin-ass-lickin' male groupies Diplomats, you look at alliance, you shook in defiance I'm cookin' up coke, lookin for clients I got the AK, SK, 40 cal Scope red on your head still 40 thou' (40 thousand) Worse than foul Nerf turf burstin blaow Give the church my child, ask to nurture thou Cause I've seen the hearses now But if this was Gilligan's Island, Thurston Howell, wow Look at his kicks, they worth a thou' Isn't it sad, do what I say or wish that you had Your Mrs get grabbed, stabbed up, you piss in a bag Or worse than that, zipped in a bag Broke to fractions, a division of math From, Hollywood, shittin' on Shaft, we go hard Killa Killa Killa, Killa uh uhh [Interlude: DMX] KILLA! X, Killer Cam, Dark Man X, once again - PULL IT! Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, UHHHHHHH! [Verse 3: DMX & Cam'Ron] I just love how it's goin, Cam, X flowin' GET AT 'EM DAWG I'm already knowin' Step lightly around dawg (YEA!) I might be hittin' town dawg (YEA) You really tryin' to get down dawg? Only thing I can do with pussy is fuck it And I would tell you to suck my dick but you might suck it See y'all niggas the cat type (WHAT?) You still a baby get your ass wiped (WHAT?) Must I take a nigga's last stripe? (c'mon!) Youse a bitch, now more bitch than a bitch Still a bitch fuckin' bitch, you been a bitch Know how we do, run up, in a bitch Peep the crib, run up, in it quick (yea!) Everything breathin' stops; only thing my niggas is leavin' Is shots, you done got a nigga hot Let me catch you on the block, bitch-ass niggas is cowards Done fucked around and dropped the soap in the shower (C'MON!) [Chorus: DMX] Uhh, we go hard! Never mind what a nigga say - we go hard! We gon' play how we wanna play - we go hard! Man we do this shit all day - we go hard! Motherfucker! Uhh, we go hard! Never mind what a nigga say - we go hard! We gon' play how we wanna play - we go hard! Bitch, we do this shit all day - we go hard! Motherfucker!