Some X S*** lyrics
by Ruff Ryders
If I thought y'all n*ggas really wanted drama
I'da been pulled out the armor, word to my momma
I'ma hit y'all n*ggas with somethin' that you ain't never felt
(What?)
Hit y'all n*ggas for frontin' you caught up in that hell
(What?)
If I thought that half the sh*t that b*tches said was true
I'd be spitting lead at you, to dead your crew
But if you know a b*tch? You don't listen to that b*tch
You don't argue with that b*tch, all you do is f*ck that b*tch
If I listened to all the snake n*ggas that's runnin' they mouth
I wouldn't be in the crib, I'd be loadin' up, to run in your house
But you can't f*ck with cowards, cause a coward'll be a coward
He'll end up killin' these cowards, and I'm not feelin' these cowards
If I let the n*ggas around my way tell me how to feel about me
I guess I really, wouldn't be D
But I'm the best that ever did it, the best at it because I live it
How many n*ggas eat it and sh*t it, you cats want it? Come and get it
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
It's not like me to have my back turned to open places
I wanna see it when it's comin', so I can open faces
Open cases got me payin' to stay out of jail
(What?)
While these streets, got me to prayin' to stay out of hell
(C'mon)
Slipped and I fell, got back up slipped again
But no matter what it's been, n*ggas never got a win
It's a thin line I walk, everyday but I'm good with it
Project n*gga all my life, but wouldn't say the hood did it
Knew what I was doin', everyday that I've been doin' it
(Okay)
Seein' n*ggas havin' a good time, so I'ma ruin it
(Yeah)
f*ck you, and f*ck your man, both y'all n*ggas is puss
Frontin' like you out the jungle but ain't never seen a bush
When push comes to shove
Whatever love we had take it witchu
Now peep what I just said and see how long it takes to hit you
Everybody knows you can talk all day
(Yes)
But when it's on what you gonna do walk away
(Yes)
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Man, I told you I lock jaws, carry a Glock four
Close my eyes on y'all n*ggas, the bullets'll watch yours
Then I gotta open up another can of ass whippin'
Y'all n*ggas better pucker up, time for some real ass kissin'
I'm a simple man, I lead a simple life, I mean simple like
I don't need much to be aight, live off the land, eat at night
Handle whatever's comin' when I get there, but I'm good
(What?)
Dismantle whatever's comin'
Y'all n*ggas sit there and put up hoods
How my n*ggas feelin?
(Good)
How my n*ggas like it?
(Rough)
What my n*ggas want?
(Blood)
We stay callin' n*ggas bluff
But if it's got to be, then it's gon' be
C'mon let's eat
Whatever my n*ggas want from me
Is what my n*ggas gonna get from me
And if I ever let the words, of another n*gga bother me
I might as well let the sperm, of that other n*gga father me
But they know, like I know, the black Rhino
n*ggas rippin' through 'em and let the nine blow
n*gga die slow
(Oh, oh, oh)
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Tell me how you feelin' now
I know you illin' now
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
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(What?, what?, what?, what?)
Ruff Ryders, Volume One, the compilation
DMX, Swizz Beats, uhh, double up
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Double up, y'all gotta feel us
Y'all gotta feel us