[Intro: DMX, Swizz Beatz, Jadakiss]
Ruff Ryders, we back (Ah-hah)
You know the streets don't know how to act
Let's go (OKAY)
That's what it is man, ya mean? (Yeah)
It don't change baby, geah
We got 'Kiss on the joint (come on)
Come on, we got Swizz on the joint (come on)
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz, DMX & Jadakiss]
He's phony, she's fake (She's fake)
That's the type of people I hate (I hate)
If you real and you know it clap your hands (Clap your hands) {*clap clap*}
If you real and you know it clap your hands (Clap your hands) {*clap clap*}
Wait a minute - who's real, who's not? (Who's not?) (Remix)
She's real, but he's not (He's not) (Uh-huh Remix)
If you real and you know it clap your hands (Clap your hands) (Clap, clap) {*clap clap*}
If you real and you know it clap your hands (Clap, Ah-hah) {*clap clap*}
[Verse 1: Jadakiss & Swizz Beatz]
(Jada Jada)
Yo, you know what I do to you
Turn your festivities right into a funeral, the body look beautiful
Now you could let 'em know it's real wherever 'Kiss at
Ya face get broke though, I don't know who could fix that
Might have to ask 'Ye that, I don't play that
I was movin' that Vana White before Sajack
500 stacks in the condo, pronto
Handshakes, eye contact when I convo
Fake and the phony don't mix
Real homies roll thick, real Roleys don't tick
You're lyin' - and your stupid ass chains
How the fuck you expect people to believe them is real diamonds (E-V-E)
[Verse 2: Eve & Swizz Beatz]
Now, who's fake, who's real?
Top chick in the game wear the crown still
Yeah, I vacated for a while
Mocha tan got ya man goin' wild
Maserati the body, charmed out the Bugatti
Can't nobody stop me, all they could do is watch me
Now freeze (Freeze), chill (Chill)
Where my ladies in the place that's real? (Showtime)
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
He's phony, she's fake (Whoo Whoo)
That's the type of people I hate (Whoo Oh Oh)
If you real and you know it clap your hands (Oh Okay) {*clap clap*}
If you real and you know it clap your hands (Aye) {*clap clap*}
[Verse 3: Drag-On & Swizz Beatz]
(Get 'em Drag) I go to sleep as a gremlin and wake up as a demon
Be a four-headed monster by the afternoon
Now the nigga sold me a scope and the lens don't zoom (So what?)
Now I gotta run up on 'em, BOOM
My flow sound like the definition of Attica (What, what, what, what)
Extended the A-R to give it more stamina (What, what, what, what Oh)
Knock knock, who's the next challenger? (Oh)
So I can embarrass 'em on camera (S.P. the Ghost)
[Verse 4: Styles P & Swizz Beatz]
I'm like Billy the Kid or Bill Gates (Whoo, whoo)
Deal with the real and never the real fake (Oh)
E'rybody hustlin' and they all deal weight (Yeah)
When they get around them thugs they don't all feel safe (Bounce on 'em)
Every rapper Blood or Crip that gon' bang (What, what, what, what)
You be with the cops who's soft ass gang (What, what, what, what)
Come to D-Block you would've lost that chain
Or an M-16 woulda offed yo' brain (D-Block, Sheek Louch)
[Verse 5: Sheek Louch & Swizz Beatz]
If you keep that hammer on your waist, clap your hands (Aye)
No jewelry, just a couple rubber bands (Oh)
Yeah, you real and you know it, take the skinny jeans back (Hey)
Take the Auto-Tune off and stop actin' all soft (Whoo)
If you love it in the hood, clap your hands (What)
Late night strip club, mami do the dance (What)
Yeah, Sheek Louch, Donnie the Gorilla got cake yo (What)
Lay low, eyes closed, I see who's fake though (Ruff Ryders)
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz & DMX]
He's phony, she's fake (She's fake)
That's the type of people I hate (I hate)
If you real and you know it clap your hands (Clap your hands) {*clap clap*}
If you real and you know it clap your hands (Okay) {*clap clap*}
[Verse 6: DMX]
Okay, let 'em go, Dog keep them fightin' (What)
Niggas don't know then, let's get to fightin' (Uh What)
Y'all walk like that, but I walk like this (What)
Y'all look the other way but I'm startin' shit (Come on)
Fuck y'all niggas who ain't built like Dog (If y'all don't get back)
B.F.W. - Built For War (If y'all don't get back)
I like this hook, I like this beat (Uh Uh)
This the type of shit that let me talk to the street (Uh Come on)
Been in the game, winnin' the game (Uh What)
Still in the game, cause of you it's still a game (Yeah)
Y'all niggas is still playin, but I don't (Not)
Y'all niggas apologize, but I won't (Not)
Let Dog go last to air shit out (Blaw)
Beast on the track, I'mma bear shit out (Blaw)
Go go gorilla I'm a hostile nigga (Uh)
That's what you get for runnin' your mouth niggas (Come on)
[Outro: Swizz Beatz]
Ruff Ryders, Ryders, Ryders, Ryders
