featuring DMX The Mad Rapper

[DMX]

Grrrrrrr grrrrr grrr (Yeah)

Chorus: repeat 2X

To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly

An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high

An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I

Getcha paper getcha dough getcha shit right

[Jermaine Dupri]

First off y'all niggaz know I don't slouch

An' as a kid I done did the shit you talkin about

I'm from the South, ya heard?

Where niggas fly birds outta Impalas

Live lavish

From ATL to Dallas an' the little palace

Goin once, goin twice, everyday, livin nice

In the grey wit the ice, makin money rollin dice

Livin the life, that y'all dream of

Puttin niggaz outta business like Sony did to Sega

You seen us, the green stuff

An nuttin' else that's all I collect

I got the hots like the Lox - Money, Power and Respect

An' I can damn the check that any of y'all niggaz spit

I stay hittin, I ain't bullshittin (he ain't bullshittin)

Nigga, wit more glitta, than M.J.

It's all pimp play, when it comes to me

An' y'all motherfuckers know how J.D. gets down

An' those who don't it's a new sheriff in town

Feel me now

Chorus x2

[Mad Rapper]

Yo, let me tell you were I'm at y'all

Shits kinda sad y'all

If you ride the buses or trains

Watch ya back ya'll

Who think he stallin?

I still ain't ballin

An' I got wild bills

An' a crowd that keeps callin

My dogs wanna hang (bark)

My bitches wanna bang

But it don't mean a thang

When all you got