Текст песни Dmx - Dont You Ever
Dmx - Dont You Ever слова песни
[dmx]Dont do it dog, its just not worth itUhh.. grrrrrr.. what the fuck have they done? Arf! arf!Chorus: dmx (repeat 2x)Now dont you ever (fuck around)Now dont you ever (fuck around)Nigga dont you ever (fuck around)Now dont you ever (fuck around)[dmx]Aiyyo I got a mean flow thatll drown niggaz, put down niggazCant stand to be around niggaz if they clown niggazHow many times must I break the same niggaz off somethin dumbSo we know, where the fuck Im comin from? Gun and ones, watch a black nigga turn purpleWith this fo-pound, I bust mo rounds, in the circleThe nigga that try is the same nigga that frySo whenever theres a beef gets in the way that he dieIm evil, like keneival, faggot Ill leave youLike I shoulda did your peoples before they could conceive youHows a buck-fifty sound, for a quick ass cut? Heres a flasback, I fuckin blow your bitch-ass upAnd its no problem, handlin a nigga with a death wishLeave him breatheless, and hit his wife with a dead fishMust I show this nigga, I can throw this nigga, Ill blow this niggaYou can get it too, because your nose is biggerChorus[dmx]I get pumped, just like a bodybuilderAnd its been more than a couple of times my pump shottie spilt aNiggas guts on the door, because he wanted moreThan he could stand, now him and his man is on the floorThats what you get for talkin shit you shouldnta got me startedYou motherfuckers never wanted nuttin, but you got itI shit on niggaz like a toilet, cause all it, takesIs a second for ? to get hectic so call itHow you want it? punk bitch talkin junk bitchFuck around and youll be found in a trunk bitchNiggaz is off-brand like no frillsAnd I got mo skills to show my fo kills, my fuckin fo thrillsGot some cold shit, have you like - oh shit! dont laugh moneyWhen Im done with this nigga, Im gettin in yo shitBreak niggaz, especially fake niggaz over dumb shitWith one hit, watch the dum-dum split this bums shitChorus[dmx]Fuckin see some cats thinkin the worstDumb cats, them cats sleep in a hearseWhere yo guns at? run that, see a nigga thirstBeen there, done that, and did it firstNigga cant tell me shit about thisAnd I keep somethin thatll hit if I missOne thing a nigga stay with is hot shitGot this, what you cats want? not thisI constantly gots to remind young niggazUh-uhh, dont do that, some niggazThink cause I aint killed a nigga this weekThat shit is sweetFuck around, youll be dead in the streetRed with a sheet, over the corpseShit is deep, so I shed a tear, over the lossIf you creep, then you niggazll roll with the forceShoulda paid that money that you owed to the bossChorus[dmx]Uh-huhDont do it dog, its just not worth itPlease heh, for your sake, heheheYknow? cmon!