Who Want What

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Merkules & DMX - Rap

Who Want What

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[Intro: DMX] Come on What? Come on [Verse 1: DMX] Niggas are fuckin' with the illest Baby gorilla's (What?) And shit we do today Is gon' catch up with us And kill us And as I fill this mothafucker's head with shots (Damn!) Fuckin lead was hot (Damn!) And leave em dead (Damn!) You got double R cuttin' shit up Like raw key (Woo!) It's like I'm from Crystal Lake And my last name is Voorhees (Come on!) [?] Only cause I know How you look up to a nigga From the ground (Come on!) [?] If you don't know Ask the nigga that they Just put in the ground Slugs weigh about a ounce So I must have put in a pound At least (Bitch!) Gave it to another nigga for lookin' (Come on!) Money be dead before the slugs stop cookin' (Woo!) Remember me cause I'ma be there To bury you And we'll just get it on In the cemetery [Chorus: Merkules & DMX] If they got you fucked up And they keep talkin' that shit Just tell em Who want what? Who want what? When you pull up Outside right in front of they crib Just tell em Who want what? Who want what? (What?) An when they call the police And tell em what you did Just tell em (Come on!) Who want what? Who want what? (What?) Stomp down and Ruff Ryders You should know what it is I'm yellin (Come on!) Who want what? Who want what? [Verse 2: Merkules] Trained gorillas with masks on Sniffin on bath salts Hear the click [?] Turn your click Into caviar Hit a lick at your stash spot And dip through the backyard The Vanguard Trust me with the triggers It's hands on That ridiculous dope shit Get hit like a roach clip My shooters hop out of Ubers with bazookas They don't miss We hammerhead sharks And the goldfish Explosive Throw latex gloves in the trunk We leaving no prints Patron sippin I get violent at times Ruff Ryders Slugs firing through the side of your ride I'm outta my mind I'm a product of the block I reside I'll leave your brains across the pavement With your body outlined Certified homicide with Dame Grease on the beat Throw DMX on a record We bringing heat to the street Who let the dogs out? They told me it's a dog eat dog world So when it's dark and Hell is hot I'll be on all of y'all nerves [Chorus: Merkules & DMX] If they got you fucked up And they keep talkin' that shit Just tell em Who want what? Who want what? When you pull up Outside right in front of they crib Just tell em Who want what? Who want what? (What?) An when they call the police And tell em what you did Just tell em (Come on!) Who want what? Who want what? (What?) Stomp down and Ruff Ryders You should know what it is I'm yellin (Come on!) Who want what? Who want what? [Outro: Merkules & DMX] Who want what? Who want what? Who want what? Who want what? (What?) (Come on!) Who want what? Who want what? (What?) (Come on!) Who want what? Who want what?

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  • DMX
  • Merkules