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[00:00.000]D-X-L (Hard white) - DMX/The Lox
[00:02.881]Holiday Styles
[00:03.691]B**ch I get you shot in the head or shot in the neck
[00:06.441]If I ain't gettin proper respect
[00:07.621]I don't care if you rap I still spit in your grill
[00:10.311]I don't give a f**k never have never will
[00:13.321]If it ain't on your hip then you're lookin to die
[00:15.681]I ain't tryin to be the ni**a that's gonna look at the sky
[00:18.501]Ask God why I'm broke b**ch I'm cooking the pie
[00:20.711]We all gon' die sooner or later matter of time
[00:23.391]My niggaz sell crack with a package of dimes
[00:25.581]Hundred or more in front of the store waitin to bubble
[00:28.321]Brand new nine and an eight in a bubble
[00:31.001]I put sixteen above ya neck I love my set
[00:33.891]Niggaz think they a thug then thug to death (uh-huh)
[00:36.081]Cause the P gonna squeeze 'til no slugs is left (what)
[00:38.321]You know I'm good with a hundred of 'dro gun and an O
[00:41.131]You think your sh*t butter Hop in front of this toast
[00:43.441]Yo aiyyo aiyyo
[00:44.561]I say what I want f**k what y'all think is cool
[00:46.811]And I hate cops cause most y'all was dicks in school
[00:48.871]No p**sy gettin niggaz tryin to cuff the God
[00:51.121]Play Sheik out in the yard but that sh*t too hard
[00:53.801]My dough too long nowadays my flow too strong
[00:55.981]What y'all make in a year I kick that for a song
[00:59.101]Check my car I don't care I don't play fair
[01:01.411]Keep some sh*t in the stash box then get me the chair
[01:04.411]And it don't buck shot and the blast is hard to hear
[01:07.151]I'm a true thug ni**a bring it straight to your crew
[01:09.271]Small yell when I rap I'm basically talkin to you
[01:11.331]You see the pain in my eye Ni**a the flame in my eye
[01:14.521]I'm tryin to leave my kids some real f**kin change when I die
[01:17.141]From rappin or tellin some cat to reach for the sky
[01:19.321]I'm that hunt down ni**a with the four pound ni**a
[01:21.261]Bounty hunt your whole crew til my bullets go through WHAT
[01:23.501]Yo yo yo yo
[01:24.691]All I need is a big gun and a Coupe that's crazy quick
[01:27.491]A nice house with five rooms maybe six
[01:29.241]A town where money is coming eighty bricks
[01:31.431]Break 'em down to all twenties is a crazy flip
[01:34.741]Bet you never even felt the heat
[01:36.291]Til I put the M1 next to your waves and melt the grease
[01:39.441]Streets help niggaz niggaz don't help the streets
[01:42.071]Y'all use beats for help we help the beats
[01:44.561]Who want it with me Who want it with Sheek Who want it with P
[01:47.871]If I say so myself it's a wonderful three
[01:49.741]Be in the hood with all your jewels in the glovebox
[01:52.551]Same niggas that-a rob you love L O X (uh)
[01:55.921]All types of burners even snub glocks (uh)
[01:57.791]Nice size tecs you could carry in your sweats (uh)
[02:00.971]Find your man dead in the trunk of a car (uh)
[02:03.341]It's Jada (mwwaa) responsible for breakin your heart (uh)
[02:05.151]Uh
[02:05.591]Creep through the streets
[02:06.581]For some of y'all rappers that's mighty hard
[02:08.211]Me the Security Protectin my body I let my shotty guard
[02:10.701]Put chill pills in brains bullets like Tylenol
[02:13.011]Make niggaz drowsy from the blood loss got em noddin off
[02:16.071]And take casket naps f**k that
[02:17.571]You shoulda never let this bastard rap
[02:20.891]All I know is cold winter hot slugs through your snorkel
[02:23.331]No parents tale from my horror's no morals
[02:26.621]Raised in the wrong era with no guidance
[02:28.741]So you dyin It's no problem no lyin
[02:31.611]Drag's fire so ya hamburger beef I french-fry 'em
[02:34.671]Drag done ate your food
[02:36.291]Like I know to raise your dukes so guard your chin up
[02:39.131]Drag barrels but sh*t I spit-bubble your skin up
[02:41.511]Drag scorch niggaz for dinner but season 'em well
[02:43.911]I don't brag I let the streets tell
[02:45.791]Po'-po' now you see he fell
[02:47.161]Know what my name means when you hear it in the streets (uh)
[02:49.651]Y'all b**ches fear it cause you weak
[02:51.031]You wanna hear it I make it speak (WHAT )
[02:52.591]You ain't ever bust a gun but there's a lot of greasy talkin (uh-huh)
[02:55.141]What the science behind that son (I don't know)
[02:56.701]A lot of easy walkin
[02:57.701]I bust sh*t down (uh) got down (uh) kick down (uh) shot down (uh)
[03:00.431]Ain't tryin to talk about what I got now but I got now (WHAT )
[03:03.311]I ain't never sold a brick I done stuck niggaz up (c'mon)
[03:05.491]And for talkin too much sh*t I done f**ked niggaz up (uh)
[03:07.791]It can get Dark for real and I think you already know that (uh-huh)
[03:10.481]Well think about it with the brick in your hand before you throw that
[03:12.971]Now don't act cause actin might get you rollin
[03:14.781]With what you ain't ready to handle (UHH)
[03:16.281]All that's left of your memory is a candle (WOO )
[03:18.401]It happens quick fast ni**a to b**ch a** niggaz
[03:20.091]Talkin reckless behind your back them kiss a** niggaz (uh)
[03:21.961]From the rap sh*t to the street sh*t I keep sh*t tight
[03:24.391]Let them cats spit that weak sh*t (What )
[03:26.141]I'm DOG FOR LIFE NI**A
[03:27.451]They gon' need extra guns and extra blocks
[03:30.141](They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
[03:32.261]They gon' need extra jails and extra cops
[03:34.511](They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
[03:37.061]They gon' need extra pits and extra glocks
[03:39.811](They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
[03:42.491]They gon' need extra chains and extra watches
[03:45.491](They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
[03:47.791]They gon' need extra guns and extra blocks
[03:49.671](They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
[03:51.601]They gon' need extra jails and extra cops
[03:55.721](They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
[03:58.031]They gon' need extra pits and extra glocks
[04:00.211](They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
[04:02.961]They gon' need extra chains and extra watches
[04:05.961](They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)

文本歌词

D-X-L (Hard white) - DMX/The Lox
Holiday Styles
B**ch I get you shot in the head or shot in the neck
If I ain't gettin proper respect
I don't care if you rap I still spit in your grill
I don't give a f**k never have never will
If it ain't on your hip then you're lookin to die
I ain't tryin to be the ni**a that's gonna look at the sky
Ask God why I'm broke b**ch I'm cooking the pie
We all gon' die sooner or later matter of time
My niggaz sell crack with a package of dimes
Hundred or more in front of the store waitin to bubble
Brand new nine and an eight in a bubble
I put sixteen above ya neck I love my set
Niggaz think they a thug then thug to death (uh-huh)
Cause the P gonna squeeze 'til no slugs is left (what)
You know I'm good with a hundred of 'dro gun and an O
You think your sh*t butter Hop in front of this toast
Yo aiyyo aiyyo
I say what I want f**k what y'all think is cool
And I hate cops cause most y'all was dicks in school
No p**sy gettin niggaz tryin to cuff the God
Play Sheik out in the yard but that sh*t too hard
My dough too long nowadays my flow too strong
What y'all make in a year I kick that for a song
Check my car I don't care I don't play fair
Keep some sh*t in the stash box then get me the chair
And it don't buck shot and the blast is hard to hear
I'm a true thug ni**a bring it straight to your crew
Small yell when I rap I'm basically talkin to you
You see the pain in my eye Ni**a the flame in my eye
I'm tryin to leave my kids some real f**kin change when I die
From rappin or tellin some cat to reach for the sky
I'm that hunt down ni**a with the four pound ni**a
Bounty hunt your whole crew til my bullets go through WHAT
Yo yo yo yo
All I need is a big gun and a Coupe that's crazy quick
A nice house with five rooms maybe six
A town where money is coming eighty bricks
Break 'em down to all twenties is a crazy flip
Bet you never even felt the heat
Til I put the M1 next to your waves and melt the grease
Streets help niggaz niggaz don't help the streets
Y'all use beats for help we help the beats
Who want it with me Who want it with Sheek Who want it with P
If I say so myself it's a wonderful three
Be in the hood with all your jewels in the glovebox
Same niggas that-a rob you love L O X (uh)
All types of burners even snub glocks (uh)
Nice size tecs you could carry in your sweats (uh)
Find your man dead in the trunk of a car (uh)
It's Jada (mwwaa) responsible for breakin your heart (uh)
Uh
Creep through the streets
For some of y'all rappers that's mighty hard
Me the Security Protectin my body I let my shotty guard
Put chill pills in brains bullets like Tylenol
Make niggaz drowsy from the blood loss got em noddin off
And take casket naps f**k that
You shoulda never let this bastard rap
All I know is cold winter hot slugs through your snorkel
No parents tale from my horror's no morals
Raised in the wrong era with no guidance
So you dyin It's no problem no lyin
Drag's fire so ya hamburger beef I french-fry 'em
Drag done ate your food
Like I know to raise your dukes so guard your chin up
Drag barrels but sh*t I spit-bubble your skin up
Drag scorch niggaz for dinner but season 'em well
I don't brag I let the streets tell
Po'-po' now you see he fell
Know what my name means when you hear it in the streets (uh)
Y'all b**ches fear it cause you weak
You wanna hear it I make it speak (WHAT )
You ain't ever bust a gun but there's a lot of greasy talkin (uh-huh)
What the science behind that son (I don't know)
A lot of easy walkin
I bust sh*t down (uh) got down (uh) kick down (uh) shot down (uh)
Ain't tryin to talk about what I got now but I got now (WHAT )
I ain't never sold a brick I done stuck niggaz up (c'mon)
And for talkin too much sh*t I done f**ked niggaz up (uh)
It can get Dark for real and I think you already know that (uh-huh)
Well think about it with the brick in your hand before you throw that
Now don't act cause actin might get you rollin
With what you ain't ready to handle (UHH)
All that's left of your memory is a candle (WOO )
It happens quick fast ni**a to b**ch a** niggaz
Talkin reckless behind your back them kiss a** niggaz (uh)
From the rap sh*t to the street sh*t I keep sh*t tight
Let them cats spit that weak sh*t (What )
I'm DOG FOR LIFE NI**A
They gon' need extra guns and extra blocks
(They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
They gon' need extra jails and extra cops
(They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
They gon' need extra pits and extra glocks
(They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
They gon' need extra chains and extra watches
(They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
They gon' need extra guns and extra blocks
(They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
They gon' need extra jails and extra cops
(They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
They gon' need extra pits and extra glocks
(They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
They gon' need extra chains and extra watches
(They wanna Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde Ruff Ryde)
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