DMX

DMX - Don't You Ever lyrics

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Don't do it dog  it's just not worth it
 Uhh.. grrrrrr.. what the fuck have they done?
 Arf! Arf!

 Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)

 Now don't you ever (fuck around)
 Now don't you ever (fuck around)
 Nigga don't you ever (fuck around)
 Now don't you ever (fuck around)

 [DMX]
 Aiyyo I got a mean flow that'll drown niggaz  put down niggaz
 Can't stand to be around niggaz if they clown niggaz
 How many times must I break the same niggaz off somethin dumb
 so we know, where the fuck I'm comin from?
 Gun and ones, watch a black nigga turn purple
 with this fo'-pound, I bust mo' rounds, in the circle
 The nigga that try is the same nigga that fry
 So whenever there's a beef gets in the way that he die
 I'm Evil, like Keneival, faggot I'll leave you
 like I shoulda did your peoples before they could conceive you
 How's a buck-fifty sound, for a quick ass cut?
 Here's a flasback, I fuckin blow your bitch-ass up
 And it's no problem, handlin a nigga with a death wish
 Leave him breatheless, and hit his wife with a dead fish
 Must I show this nigga, I can throw this nigga, I'll blow this nigga
 You can get it too, because your nose is bigger

 Chorus

 [DMX]
 I get pumped, just like a bodybuilder
 And it's been more than a couple of times my pump shottie spilt a
 nigga's guts on the door, because he wanted more
 than he could stand, now him and his man is on the floor
 That's what you get for talkin shit you shouldn'ta got me started
 You motherfuckers never wanted nuttin, but you got it
 I shit on niggaz like a toilet, cause all it, takes
 is a second for ? to get hectic so call it
 How you want it? Punk bitch talkin junk bitch
 Fuck around and you'll be found in a trunk bitch
 Niggaz is off-brand like no frills
 And I got mo' skills to show my fo' kills, my fuckin fo' thrills
 Got some cold shit, have you like - "Oh shit!" Don't laugh money
 When I'm done with this nigga, I'm gettin in yo' shit
 Break niggaz, especially fake niggaz over dumb shit
 with one hit, watch the dum-dum split this bum's shit

 Chorus

 [DMX]
 Fuckin see some cats thinkin the worst
 Dumb cats, them cats sleep in a hearse
 Where yo' guns at? Run that, see a nigga thirst
 Been there, done that, and did it first
 Nigga can't tell me shit about this
 And I keep somethin that'll hit if I miss
 One thing a nigga stay with is hot shit
 Got this, what you cats want? Not this
 I constantly gots to remind young niggaz
 Uh-uhh, don't do that, some niggaz
 think cause I ain't killed a nigga this week
 that shit is sweet
 Fuck around, you'll be dead in the street
 Red with a sheet, over the corpse
 Shit is deep, so I shed a tear, over the loss
 If you creep, then you niggaz'll roll with the force
 Shoulda paid that money that you owed to the boss

 Chorus

 [DMX]
 Uh-huh
 Don't do it dog, it's just not worth it
 Please heh, for your sake, hehehe
 Y'know? C'mon
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Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Island Def Jam Music Group

Details:

Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: ...And Then There Was X (1999)

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