What's Really Good

[Intro: Cam'ron]

Uh, uh yeah

We back in the fucking building

Diplomats, Young Guru, Jim Jones, Santana, Freekey

Came in second half

Shit man, only thing we really wanna know right now is

What? Is what's really good? That's the question

[Verse 1: Cam'ron & DMX]

Killa, Killa...

Suicide sickness, child negligence

Homicide fingerprints, wild evidence (but what?)

But thou shall, respect me bloaw, bloaw

Clap, clap, pow, pow, bow down, nigga

Be in Columbus never seen Bow Wow (Nope)

We big dogs, all on the chow down

Chow, and Mr. Giles, laid back

Santana locked up, get him out ASAP

Aight, now boy, not tonight

I wear a bomb to the court like it's a icy white

I'm real icy right, still in the hood

But the question for y'all is WHAT'S REALLY GOOD?

Nothing, see me on CL 55, black scooped it up

A-K activated, act stupid, one did act stupid

MAC had to move it, from the hood like WHAT'S REALLY GOOD?

I had to lay 'em down, clip him up, sprayed around

Split him up, he played the ground, Leave? Naw stayed around

Outlaw on the street, shot four from the three

Southpaw Portuguese, WHAT'S REALLY GOOD? Now..

[Chorus: Cam'ron & DMX]

To all my ladies, ghetto to ghetto

Heels, sneakers, slippers, stilettos, hello

Diplomats are coming to your hood

And we wanna know WHAT'S REALLY GOOD?

All my niggas, block for block

Rock for rock, top for top

Top a top (top), stash your Glocks under the hood

And niggas wanna know WHAT'S REALLY GOOD?

[Verse 2: Jim Jones & DMX]

Okay I admit

I mean they said I was tripping had to re-edit the spin

.44 lead when I'm spitting

Shots to the head of my victims

Big deserts we gripping to dry out, you in the desert is slipping

They go through extreme measures to get 'em

Them chains and them treasures that glisten

You got three hots and a bed in the system

My brethren I miss them

So please tell me y'all  WHAT'S REALLY GOOD?

Top of the drop when it's missing

MY block when it's clicking, these rocks when they glisten

WHAT'S REALLY GOOD?

145th on this crunk, big 45th in my trunk

Big gaudy wrist on you chumps

WHAT'S REALLY GOOD?

Mostly me and sometimes them

But mostly me, oh shit man, that's one time Jim

(Squalie!!!) so through your set up please

And let me know if you really good

And let me know if you really hood

[Chorus: Cam'ron & DMX]

To all my ladies, ghetto to ghetto

Heels, sneakers, slippers, stilettos, hello

Diplomats are coming to your hood

And we wanna know WHAT'S REALLY GOOD?

All my niggas, block for block

Rock for rock, top for top

Top a top (top), stash your Glocks under the hood

And niggas wanna know WHAT'S REALLY GOOD?

[Verse 3: Cam'ron & DMX]

Killa...

I like this beat, drums and bells

Remind me of bullets, bodies, guns and shells

I don’t talk to birds, Polly want a cracker, Polly wanna cracker

When she on the stand, you probably wanna smack her

Probably wanna clap her, end your day properly

Air the shit out like the end of "State Property"

No run away robbery

Gunner stay happily, the end I see prophecy

WHAT'S REALLY GOOD?

I'm in the buggy mon', with the Rugby on

Air Force Ones, looking like Lucky Charms

Lotta dudes, yelling out "Fuck me, huh?"

I'll blow this bitch dog, what the fuck we on?

[Verse 4: Juelz Santana & DMX]

(It's Santana..) I'm straight out the box homie

Straight to the stoop

Straight to the booth when I stepped out the box homie

I still got the scent of the box on me

Grimy clothes, funky arms, my socks dirty

I told you I can count on my boy

I'm in trouble, need bail money, dialled on my boy

Shit, and just when I thought it was getting worst

I was bailed out scot-free, spitting this verse, uh-huh

You don't sit in the dirt, clips'll disperse

WHAT'S REALLY GOOD? ME, MOTHERFUCKER!!!

Don't play with this, I'm so great at this

Santana, bandana, release the eight and spit, come on...

[Chorus: Cam'ron & DMX]

To all my ladies, ghetto to ghetto

Heels, sneakers, slippers, stilettos, hello

Diplomats are coming to your hood

And we wanna know WHAT'S REALLY GOOD?

All my niggas, block for block

Rock for rock, top for top

Top a top (top), stash your Glocks under the hood

And niggas wanna know WHAT'S REALLY GOOD?