Who Want What - Merkules, DMX

Come on

What?

Come on

Niggas are fuckin' with the illest

Baby get realest (What?)

And shit we do today

Is gon' catch up with us

And kill us

mothafuckas head was shot (Damn!)

Fuckin lead was hot (Damn!)

And leave em dead (Damn!)

cuttin' shit up

Like raw key (Woo!)

It’s like I’m from Crystal Lake

And my last name is Voorhees (Come on!)

Only cause I know

How you look up to a nigga

From the ground (Come on!)

If you don’t know

Ask the nigga that they

Just put in the ground

Slugs weigh about a ounce

So I must have put in a pound

At least (Bitch!)

Gave it to another nigga for lookin' (Come on!)

Money before the slugs (Woo!)

Remember me cause

I’ma be there

To bury you

And we’ll just get it on

In the cemetery

If they got you fucked up

And they keep talkin' that shit

Just tell em

Who want what?

Who want what?

When you pull up

Outside right in front of they crib

Just tell em

Who want what?

Who want what?

(What?)

An when they call the police

And tell em what you did

Just tell em (Come on!)

Who want what?

Who want what?

(What?)

Stomp down and

Ruff Ryders

You should know what it is

I’m yellin (Come on!)

Who want what?

Who want what?

Sniffin on bath salts

Hear the click

Turn your click

Into caviar

Hit a lick at your stash spot

And dip through the backyard

Vanguard

Trust me with the triggers

It’s hands on

dope shit

Get hit like a roach clip

My shooters hop out of

Ubers with bazookas

They don’t miss

We hammerhead sharks

And the goldfish

Explosive

Throw latex gloves in the trunk

We leaving no prints

Patron sippin

I get violent at times

Ruff Ryders

Slugs firing through the side of your ride

I’m outta my mind

I’m a product of the block I reside

I’ll leave your brains across the pavement

With your body outlined

Certified homicide with Dame Grease on the beat

Throw DMX on a record

We bringing heat to the street

Who let the dogs out?

They told me it’s a dog eat dog world

So when it’s dark and Hell is hot

I’ll be on all of y’all nerves

If they got you fucked up

And they keep talkin' that shit

Just tell em

Who want what?

Who want what?

When you pull up

Outside right in front of they crib

Just tell em

Who want what?

Who want what?

(What?)

An when they call the police

And tell em what you did

Just tell em (Come on!)

Who want what?

Who want what?

(What?)

Stomp down and

Ruff Ryders

You should know what it is

I’m yellin (Come on!)

Who want what?

Who want what?

Who want what?

Who want what?

Who want what?

Who want what?

(What?) (Come on!)

Who want what?

Who want what?

(What?) (Come on!)

Who want what?

Who want what?