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We Go Hard (feat. Cam'Ron)
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(feat. Cam'Ron)
 
[sample:] "Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya?"
[Cam] Uhh, what's really good? X I'm in the buildin man, yea!
[sample:] "Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya?"
[DMX] It's all, good, my, *****
[Cam] That's right, you know how we do dawg, "Pull It"
[Cam] Y.O., Harlem, we back part two man, Dark Man where you at?
[DMX] Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, UHH, UHHHH!!!
 
[DMX]
Let's set this **** off, start this **** RIGHT
It's goin down to-night!
Dawg off the leash, dawg walks with heat
Dawg stalks the streets, in New York to eat
How many times do I gotta come through (YEA!)
Layin that thing down, puttin holes in you
You cats get it on the double, so stay the ****
out of my WAYYYY, you don't want no trouble (c'mon!)
We travel double far, to bring you trouble God
We rollin double hard, yea ***** Double are!
I don't know what you thought it was, but it's NOT
But I know that you caught the SLUGS, they was hot
Get the **** off the block! (WHAT?) There's no more room
for ***** *****z (uhh) dawg I'm comin to get *****z (YEA!)
Lift *****z, out they boots, dust it
Cause I don't just walk around with them things to bust it
 
[Chorus]
Uhh, we go hard!
Never mind what a ***** say - we go hard!
We gon' play how we want to play - we go hard!
Man we do this **** all day - we go hard!
************! Uhh, we go hard!
Never mind what a ***** say - we go hard!
We gon' play how we want to play - we go hard!
*****, we do this **** all day - we go hard!
************!
 
[Cam'Ron]
Yo, I leave jail smoothly, jump in the pale hooptie
**** the ****-suckin-*** ***** male groupies
Diplomats, you look at alliance, you shook in defiance
I'm cookin up coke, lookin for clients
I got the AK, SK, 40 cal
Scope red on your head still 40 thou' (40 thousand)
Worse than files of {?} turf burstin blaow
Give the church my child, ask to nurture thou
Cause I've seen the hearses now
But if this was Gilligan's Isle, Thirstin Howl, wow
Look at his kicks, they worth a thou'
Isn't it sad, do what I say and wish that you had
You Michigan crabs, you stabbed you piss in a bag
Or worse than that, zipped in a bag
Broke to fractions, a division of math
From, Hollywood, shittin on Shaft, we go hard
Killa Killa Killa, Killa uh uhh
 
[DMX]
KILLA!
X and Killer Cam, Dark Man X, once again - PULL IT!
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, UHHHHHHH!
 
I just love how it's goin, Cam, X flowin
(GET AT 'EM DAWG) I'm already knowin
Step lightly around dawg (YEA!) I might be hittin town dawg (YEA)
You really tryin to get down dawg?
Only thing I can do with ***** is **** it
And I would tell you to suck my **** but you might suck it
See y'all *****z the cat type (WHAT?)
You still a baby get your *** wiped (WHAT?)
Must I take a *****'s last stripe? (c'mon!)
Youse a *****, now more ***** than a *****
Still a ***** ****in *****, you been a *****
Know how we do, run up, in a *****
Peep the crib, run up, in it quick (yea!)
Everything breathin stops; only thing my *****z is leavin
is shots, you done got a ***** hot
Let me catch you on the block, *****-*** *****z is cowards
Done ****ed around and dropped the soap in the shower (C'MON!)
 
[Chorus]