DMX

DMX - Come Thru lyrics

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(Chorus: Swizz Beatz - 2x) 

When I Come thru Everything gon' Stop 

When I Come thru Everything gon' Stop 

When I Come thru Everything gon' Stop 

Now move.. move.. move.. move.. 



(DMX) 

X comes thru the hood, like here comes trouble 

Year of the dog again, first week double 

Low in the rider, east coast nigga 

Fo' in the rider, street loc nigga 

Far for jiggie but like biggie bitches call me big poppa 

I got a big dick and I'd a pop her 

Yea the kid talk shit but the kid don't front 

How ever shit go "Give 'Em What They Want" 

I ain't signing shit, love my fans 

But Cross this line with the camera in your hands 

Cause it could get real ugly real thick 

And you like this nigga ???? real quick 

Motherfuckin' right, I ain't got time for the small talk 

One of us has got to go down, we can't all walk 

You know this as well as I do 

But I promise you, I'm go hide you and no one will find you 



(Chorus Swizz Beatz) 



(Busta Rhymes) 

Stop nigga, hold up, you know I don't quit 

You see I'm back and I'm comin' to smash your shit 

And ahhla back with the god and bus-a-bus nigga 

This time I'm Bringin' the shovel so I can come and dig another grave 

For all of you bustards what the fuck you think you doin' 

I'll put a stop to your function and anybody movin' 

And then I'll fuck up production and any crew you flew in 

You ain't with me, you against me, The loser side you chosen 

Anyway, word to ears, you niggaz know I ain't finished 

I'll Fuck up every hood, and I'm back to handle my business 

You niggaz thinking you though like you ate a can of spinach 

In till we mash on you faggots and make you change up your image 

Flip mode in this bitch, Ruff Ryders is with me 

You see we back on the block and yes, we runnin' the city 

Now you niggaz know the flow less ain't controlin' the committee 

Nothing' should be movin' unless my crew in it, you fell me 



(Chorus Swizz Beatz) 



(DMX) 

If there is money, I want half 

Niggaz is funny to watch, go head laugh 

Ain't nothing to smile about 

For real, all niggaz is wildin' out 

Niggaz who pound you out 

We found you out in distance 

Leg missin', head missin' 

Something like 28 ??? missin' 

And you know how the dessert do a nigga 

Brake you down quick, residue a nigga 

Can't stop the flow, Niggaz stop and go 

When ever I drop, a million out the door 

Y'all niggaz know, X got to be fucked with 

Y'all run around on some dumb shit with a slump dick 

Fuck a bitch, you niggaz know I don't mind scrapping 

When I see you I see you what ever happens, happens 

This ain't just rappin', niggaz talk a good one 

You know what let that go, see me in the hood son 



(Chorus Swizz Beatz)



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Language: English

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