[DMX]
Bark if you want n***a
I gots to let you know, I got them things
That'll get you gone n***a
When it's on n***a, we call it backfire
We air n***as out, it's like a flat tire
We some grown men, on some grown shit
On some "you best leave me the fuck alone" shit
We get it on quick, you know what type of shit this is
But we ain't getting drunk cause we don't need no witnesses
FUCK YOU to the judge, FUCK YOU to the police
Fuck the snitch in his fuckin ass, with no grease
We don't want no peace, war 'til we die
And we gon' get it in 'til we fall or we fly

[Hook 2X: DMX]
Get your money up! (What!) Get your paper
Right! (Yeah!)
Get your money up! (What!) Get your paper
Right! (Yeah!)
Get your money up! (What!) Get your paper
Right! (Yeah!)
And watch a n***a do his thing for real
AIGHT?

[DMX]
Back on the grind, back on the clock
Comin back for mine, back on the block
The kid is, back with the Glock to stick n***as up
Hear that meat wagon, come pick n***as up
What n***a, WHAT? You keep a dick in yo' mouth
I'm from New York, but I'm STILL the shit in the South
Motherfuckers don't wan' know about the Dog
And I ain't got no friend for, all of y'all
Look, shit now here gon' change n***a, for real!
Red dot on yo' brain n***a, for real!
I ain't got time for the bullshit
Y'all n***as is mutts, I'm a full Pit on my way to the pulpit
[Hook 2X: DMX]
Get your money up! (What!) Get your paper
Right! (Yeah!)
Get your money up! (What!) Get your paper
Right! (Yeah!)
Get your money up! (What!) Get your paper
Right! (Yeah!)
And watch a n***a do his thing for real
AIGHT?