Wright Or Wrong
(专辑: The Weigh In - 2012)
[Intro: DMX] Aww man (shit) That bitch (DID HE?!) What the
fuck is this? Did he? (DID HE?!) Are you for real? [Chorus: DMX] Ryde or die, right or wrong (WHAT?) Niggaz wit'cha by your side 'til the
storm (WHAT?) Then they split, don't wanna ride to the
storm (WHAT?) {I love you my nigga} Shoulda known that was bullshit all along! (C'MON!) [DMX] I
been doin this for a
minute So with or without you I'ma get it, cause I'm in it to win it I
put in work, paid my dues Stepped in dirt, changed my shoes Got those dirty asked God for a
new pair and He musta heard me; thought I
was worthy Taught me to listen cause in New York the
rule is the
more you know the
less you talk So if you fake niggaz actin like you down for the
kid When it goes back, don't be around for SHIT! That's why niggaz like you get found in a
ditch You ain't built for war, actin like a
BITCH! [Chorus] [DMX] We all in the
sunshine... We all in the
sunshine, we all want the
fun time So niggaz forget that it is gon' rain sometime Whatever the
weather We supposed to be in this together, B.F.W. forever I
see now that y'all niggaz been takin shit lightly One minute you love me, next you wanna fight me Am I
gon' lose? Not likely And even though we both know that you a
cat, you still be tryin to bite me C'mon vato, cat-o That's a
real bitch move you made, you know the
rest, uh-oh Walk like a
man you gots to talk like a
man Chin up, with a
limp, dick in your hand! [Chorus] [DMX] Ahh man, ahh man! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! Whatever the
fuck I
do I
go all out Wait for a
few days, ryde or die, fuck out bitch! I
ain't got time for these cats that wanna pretend Like they gon' ride 'til the
end Cause soon as you hit a
bump niggaz jump ship But when it's all good same niggaz suck dick Money is the
root of all evil I
ain't a
fake nigga, and never had a
reason to deceive you Don't nobody do for me, but me A
nigga gon' be alright, you'll see When I
need a
friend, [?] sends me one When I
need some ends, he saved me some Whatever I
need I
get it, so I
don't want for nothin And I
ain't gotta hunt for nothin Sittin on ten whips, a
few chips And that mayne with the
laser from the
hip catch you slip [Chorus] [Outro: DMX] WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? WHAAAAAAAT? Man, cause I'm fuckin crazy! And you all fuckin crazy! Oh my God, what have they done? What have they done? What have they done?! What have they done?! What have they done?! They don't know What have they done?! They don't know What have they done?! They don't know What have they done?! They don't know What have they done?! They don't know Grrrrrrr... Ryde or die, right or wrong!