Try Me (Remix)

[Intro: Jadakiss] Yeah, yeah you know what it is niggas, straight off top D-Block, L-O-X, shout to my Detroit niggas Dej, what's up, baby? [Chorus: Dej Loaf] Let a nigga try me, try me I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family And I ain't playin with nobody Fuck around and I'ma catch a body Let a nigga try me, try me I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family And I ain't playin with nobody Fuck around and I'ma catch a body [Verse 1: Jadakiss] Yo, let a nigga try me, try me I ain't got a problem lettin' bullets fly, B And if you lookin', you know where to find me Probably on Dyckman with a mami I don't use them chrome thangs 'cause they too shinny (ughn) Fuck around and identify me Need cash up front, I don't do consignment (nah) Killin' shit since them niggas signed me Better be attempted murder or a yommy (yup) If you motherfuckers try to line me I'mma comment myself so you can't calm me (never) More guns than the fuckin' army When I used to have the B-M-X with the Knobbies Sellin' Coke Just became a hobby [Bridge: Dej Loaf & Jadakiss] And I ain't playin with nobody Fuck around and have them killers spray you with the shotty I wish a nigga would [Chorus: Dej Loaf & Sheek Louch] Let a nigga try me, try me I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family And I ain't playin with nobody Fuck around and I'ma catch a body Let a nigga try me, try me (shhyeah, I got 'em [?]) I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family (Kiss said we gotat get on this shit ASAP, nigga) And I ain't playin with nobody This is the remix! I got this! Fuck around and I'ma catch a body [Verse 2: Sheek Louch] You don't really want to try me, try me You ain't see these big gorilla niggas right behind me Run up on you, leave your body layin' in the lobby I'ma rapper but the burner, nigga, that's my hobby And I ain't fallin' for the talkin', nigga, we gon' pop it We gon' clap it till the blue shirts try to come and stop it Where the drugs and all the money that you rap about, bro? What models? All I'm seein' is a hood rat hoe And I ain't scared, I'm a thug until my fuckin' day come L-O-X, I keep it real with my fuckin' day one New York City, fuck where all these other rappers come from Line 'em up and hit they body with a big chain gun Ignorant but yeah I'm lovin' all this fuckin' gun play Mr. Chow leave your brain all on your chicken satay D-Block, you should know them Yonkers niggas don't play It's a warnin' to you cowards, listen what the hook say You don't really wanna [Chorus: Dej Loaf] Let a nigga try me, try me I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family And I ain't playin with nobody Fuck around and I'ma catch a body Let a nigga try me, try me I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family And I ain't playin with nobody Fuck around and I'ma catch a body [Verse 3: Styles P] Try me, it's mommy and daddy It's getting high me that be doin' it gladly Ridin' in that Caddie or that Navi Pop him in the head, then I make it my avi Stompin' on my Nikes like some Bruno Maglis First you get the work then you get you the baggies (try me) I body your auntie, it's Murder Inc. like Ja Rule, Ashanti Fly me like Gotti, Teflon Lambo, two Ferarris, it's stepped on I'm grimey, it's a high me, D-Block They all slump, new pump I call Reebok They know me at the coke spot and weed spot I'll get your little cousin killed with your uncle with knees shots So try me, try me I'll see you be the next dead nigga I throw in my diary [Chorus: Dej Loaf] Let a nigga try me, try me I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family And I ain't playin with nobody Fuck around and I'ma catch a body Let a nigga try me, try me I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family And I ain't playin with nobody Fuck around and I'ma catch a body [Outro: Styles P] Try me, try Louch, try Kiss You try L-O-X, that'll be the last mother fuckin' thing you try Nigga Yeah L-O-X We out