No Problems

[Intro: DMX]

Wanna flow, wanna problem

For real

[Chorus: Billy Ray (DMX)]

These cowards be on 100 deep (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas grill me in the streets (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas act like something sweet (but they don't want no problems)

Nah, nah (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas frontin' in the clubs (dog! They don't want no problems)

These niggas thought of bustin' slugs (they don't want no problems)

These niggas swear to God they thugs (but they don't want NO problems)

(Nah, baby, they don't want no problems)

[Verse 1: Mysonne]

I told niggas to pack they bags or grab they guns before I come

It's too late, y'all had your fun!

It's all over now! I don't wanna talk to niggas!

Popping shots like corks in niggas!

Sticking forks in niggas' cause they done!

Only reason that y'all still breathing is cause y'all run!

When we bust shots, my nigga clutch Glocks

Broad daylight in front of precincts; fuck cops!

Niggas want pops? Then they die for them!

Kiss the barrel, cry for them!

Spirit leave your body, touch the sky for them

Fuck Voltron! See what me and mines form

In the .9 storm; death: time's gone!

I'm that cat that y'all niggas got your eyes on

Go to papi broke trying to get your pies on

The day that I'm gone I'm real fuck stardom

Niggas wanna talk, but they don't want no problems!

[Chorus: Billy Ray (DMX)]

These cowards be on 100 deep (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas grill me in the streets (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas act like something sweet (but they don't want no problems)

Nah, nah (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas frontin' in the clubs (dog! They don't want no problems)

These niggas thought of bustin' slugs (they don't want no problems)

These niggas swear to God they thugs (but they don't want NO problems)

(Nah, baby, they don't want no problems)

[Verse 2: DMX]

All y'all niggas want is your heart back; dog, you pussy

Acting like you really wanna bark back; don't push me

Only room enough for one dog to hold the shit down

You cowards know it now (What!?) I'ma hold it down

When I'm done close it down; it's my shit here!

The fuck that nigga just say? Try shit here!

Come on, cupcake, y'all cats ain't even built like that

I done seen through the bullshit; I'm real like that

I know how to walk the dog, I know how to chase the cat

I know how to get a bone, I know how to bring it back

I know how to flip on a nigga, split him with the bat

I know how to train a pup to make sure they scratch

You motherfuckers don't want no problems, 'cause my revolver is solving them

One by one until it's all of them

Let that be a lesson to your mans and shit:

Keep your fucking mouth shut if your mans want spit, nigga!

[Chorus: Billy Ray (DMX)]

These cowards be on 100 deep (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas grill me in the streets (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas act like something sweet (but they don't want no problems)

Nah, nah (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas frontin' in the clubs (dog! They don't want no problems)

These niggas thought of bustin' slugs (they don't want no problems)

These niggas swear to God they thugs (but they don't want NO problems)

(Nah, baby, they don't want no problems)

[Verse 3: Billy Ray]

See, by now half of y'all niggas is packed

Taking deep breaths 'cause Billy Ray ain't robbed you yet

Y'all claim the sets, I do claim sets

Crip or Blood, if you Crip ? if you Blood you bleedin'

And we ain't leavin' 'til you motherfuckers stop breathin'

'Til I'm 90 I'm beefin' and we still ain't even

As for hoes I got a whole chicken head click

That'll run up on your block and suck your whole squad dick

It's them pushy hoes I don't like, swear to God they pussy type

Claiming ?

But I like to keep them broads up on me

My out of town hornies, when I run up in the telly and stick the orgy

So while your dick is in her mouth, and she my attestant

My Glock is in your mouth nigga, and you're counting your blessings

Here's the lesson: don't ever go out of town

Without a four pound, clown nigga lay your ass down

[Chorus: Billy Ray (DMX)]

These cowards be on 100 deep (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas grill me in the streets (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas act like something sweet (but they don't want no problems)

Nah, nah (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas frontin' in the clubs (dog! They don't want no problems)

These niggas thought of bustin' slugs (they don't want no problems)

These niggas swear to God they thugs (but they don't want NO problems)

(Nah, baby, they don't want no problems)

These cowards be on 100 deep (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas grill me in the streets (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas act like something sweet (but they don't want no problems)

Nah, nah (but they don't want no problems)

These niggas frontin' in the clubs (dog! They don't want no problems)

These niggas thought of bustin' slugs (they don't want no problems)

These niggas swear to God they thugs (but they don't want NO problems)

(Nah, baby, they don't want no problems)