Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't You Ever, artist - DMX. Date of issue: 20.12.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Don't You Ever |
| Don’t do it dog, it’s just not worth it |
| Uhh. |
| grrrrrr. |
| what the fuck have they done? |
| Arf! |
| Arf! |
| Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X) |
| Now don’t you ever (fuck around) |
| Now don’t you ever (fuck around) |
| Nigga don’t you ever (fuck around) |
| Now don’t you ever (fuck around) |
| Aiyyo I got a mean flow that’ll drown niggas, put down niggas |
| Can’t stand to be around niggas if they clown niggas |
| How many times must I break the same niggas off somethin dumb |
| So we know, where the fuck I’m comin from? |
| Gun and ones, watch a black nigga turn purple |
| With this fo'-pound, I bust mo' rounds then a circle |
| The nigga that tried is the same nigga that fried |
| So he’ll never rest in peace cause of the way that he died |
| I’m Evil, like Kneival, faggot I’ll leave you |
| Like I shoulda did your peoples before they could conceive you |
| How’s a buck-fifty sound, for a quick ass cut? |
| I’ll have a flashback, I fuckin blow your bitch-ass up |
| And it’s no problem, handlin a nigga with a death wish |
| Leave him breathless, and hit his wife with a dead fish |
| Must I show this nigga, I can throw this nigga, I’ll blow this nigga |
| You can get it too, because you know this nigga |
| I get pumped, just like a bodybuilder |
| And it’s been more than a couple of times my pump shottie spilt a |
| Nigga’s guts on the door, because he wanted more |
| Than he could stand, now him and his man is on the floor |
| That’s what you get for talkin shit you shouldn’ta got me started |
| You motherfuckers never wanted nuttin, but you got it |
| I shit on niggas like a toilet, cause all it, takes |
| Is a second for it to get hectic so call it |
| How you want it? |
| Punk bitch talkin junk bitch |
| Fuck around and you’ll be found in a trunk bitch |
| Niggas is off-brand like no frills |
| And I got mo' skills to show my fo' kills, my fuckin blow grills |
| Got some cold shit, have you like — «Oh shit!» |
| Don’t laugh money |
| When I’m done with this nigga, I’m gettin in yo' shit |
| Break niggas, especially fake niggas over dumb shit |
| With one hit, watch the dum-dum split this bum’s shit |
| Fuckin see some cats thinkin the worst |
| Dumb cats, them cats sleep in a hearse |
| Where yo' guns at? |
| Run that, see a nigga thirst |
| Been there, done that, and did it first |
| Nigga can’t tell me shit about this |
| And I keep somethin that’ll hit if I miss |
| One thing a nigga stay with is hot shit |
| Got this, what you cats want? |
| Not this |
| I constantly gots to remind young niggas |
| Uh-uhh, don’t do that, some niggas |
| Think cause I ain’t killed a nigga this week |
| That shit is sweet |
| Fuck around, you’ll be dead in the street |
| Red with a sheet, over the corpse |
| Shit is deep, so I shed a tear, over the loss |
| If you creep, then you niggas’ll roll with the force |
| Shoulda paid that money that you owed to the boss |
| Uh-huh |
| Don’t do it dog, it’s just not worth it |
| Please heh, for your sake, hehehe |
| Y’know? |
| C’mon! |