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We In Here

f/ Swizz Beatz

[Swizz Beatz] + DMX

Game time... let's go... WE IN HERE!

It's time to bring the East Coast back baby!!

New York (the dog) WE IN HERE!

We talkin' 'bout the Swizz and the dog wasn't gonna terrorize y'all niggaz?

You can't be serious!

Ruff Ryders!

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]

We gon' get it, get it started, get it started again

We gon' get it, get it started, get it started again (We in here!)

We gon' get it, get it stoppin', get it poppin' again

We gon' get it, get it poppin', get it poppin' again (follow me now!)

{*scratching*} We..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we..we IN HERE!

[DMX]

Six number one albums, imagine that

Cats is sick, 'cause dog got his swagger back

If that shit go, naw I ain't havin' that

But they don't want it, I'ma still grab the bat

Think I give a fuck? I'ma "get down," "go hard" type of nigga

"Bring it to the yard" type nigga

Four, four, one, O, five, fourteen thousand

Ten, ten haze the street with the housin'

C-76, remember me bitch?

I'm that nigga that for life, gon' be yo' enemy bitch

Fuck around, got my weight up, weight up, brought up

Niggaz gettin' ate up, straight up, what the fuck?

Come on vodto, this is just not your day

So stop tryin' to be macho, aight yo?

You don't wanna fight yo, I get's my strap on

Put niggaz' lights out {*clapping noise*} clap on!

[Chorus]

[DMX]

We don't bark no more, we bite

Motherfucker from the heart, we can get this war on tonight

Ain't nuttin but a thang 'cause the camp gets busy

Fuckin' wit' the 'Line? It's a rizzy

Shit ain't the same, cats done changed the game

Fuck it, all y'all niggaz is lame, what's my motherfuckin' name?

(Come on) Twenty million records sold

While y'all niggaz is strugglin' to go gold!

Come on papi! Can't none of y'all niggaz stop me

Yahmean? Y'all niggaz is sloppy

What would the game be without me? Nada!

Cats talk about a whole lotta, Prada

Gucci Escada, Louis Vuitton

Come on, what up with what's really goin' on?

"What's hood?" Cats ain't killin' nuttin but a few minutes

I'm about to bury a box wit'chu in it

So if you got's the whip, you better get on

'Cause if I pull up on, it won't be for Grey Poupon

[Chorus]

[DMX]

Cats playin' games, so I'm goin' raw

Run up in that fuckin' building, kick down the door

Y'all don't want no fuckin' problems wit' X

Y'all don't wanna see them four-legged piece, wit' them collars on they necks

Wit' them niggaz downstairs wit' the tech, you know the rest

Fuck it, blow it y'all niggaz, bitch I take respect

Dog's shit hot, that's why y'all cowards froze me quick

I pop up, catch niggaz on some cozy shit

With Chinese slippers and silk scarves on

Nigga out here tryin' to get his bark on, wonder why the dog gone

I couldn't take it, deface it, that nigga make shit

That's somethin' that'll happen, nigga wanna brace it

And for the record, what you gonna do to fill up my spot?

I ain't gon' front, that "Pon De Replay" shit, was kinda hot

Not!! How you gonna jack Will Smith for a beat?

That's like tryna jack me for the streets! It ain't happenin'!

[Chorus]

[Swizz Beatz]

WE IN HERE!

WE IN HERE!

WE IN HERE!

WE IN HERE!WE IN HERE! {*explosion*}