Take Whats Yours lyrics - DMX

[Mase]

Yo, I be that young fly fellow, got thorough

Down for denaro, hit everything in the Triburo

And I'm the newest member of the Bad Boy team

And I'mma bring this nigga Puff mad more C.R.E.A.M.

With hooks galore, leave this city shook for short

And I'mma take 'em back where Biggie took 'em before

You stay a playa'

Since you can't stay up with the Pope

And stick to what you do best, stick to wearin' coke

You lookin' for excuses, ways to say you're broke

Can't keep a whip, cuz you can't pay the note

Fuck the side, I'm waiting for you on top, Mercedes drop

Black 380's cops, 'till the day I get knocked

All I ask when I die, dress me fly and neatly

And brush my waves so I'm handsome when the bitches greet me

Word from the wise, niggas jerk pies, we hurt them guys

Bust lead, to skin they head and leave them circumcised

So how you wanna settle this?

Rappin' or on some ghetto shit

We can do it yo way, with mics or with metal shit

[1] - [DMX]

Niggas wanna shout, I'mma make noise

Niggas run they mouth, I'mma break jaws

Mase is comin' out, we gon' take yours

Harlem World uptown baby, we make wars

Niggas wanna shout, I'mma make noise

Niggas run they mouth, I'mma break jaws

Mase is comin' out, we gon' take yours

Harlem World uptown baby, we make wars

[Mase]

Yo, yo before it's all over, lot of blood gon' be spilled

We ain't discriminatin' even thugs gon' be killed

We early inheritors , born into C.R.E.A.M

If a nigga' get sheist then we form as a team

Bullshit if you want and it be on for this C.R.E.A.M.

The weatherman don't even know the storm I'mma bring

But yo, I'm not the man with whom you interact

So before you grab gatts to jack, remember that

You take dough from Mase, you might as well send it back

I got thugs everywhere, where you going spending that

When clicks come to brawl, everything I hit fall

Niggas play sick wid y'all, wit me they ain't sick at all

No matter how big or small, I get rid of ya'll

And shit I spit at y'all, come in one size fit all

[Repeat 1]

[Mase]

Yo, yo if you think I'm on some sweet shit

Then won't you creep quick, I let the heat spit

Make a nigga "G" flick, classic criminal

Keep a gatt by my genitals, thugs love me

So don't get splashed for the minimal

We never vest up, be in a double breast tux

Plus keep a fresh cut, picture me getting lefts stuff

I let one lose, to show you I ain't the one do

And I ain't puffin' nuthin', make all my gun shoot

You let your gun loose, none o' 'em niggas gun proof

Watch them niggas drop, when I pop one in they sunroof

And we be lead bustin', leavin' niggas head gushin'

You niggas talkin' 'bout guns like you said something

I'll be lacin' 'em, hollow tips, I be wastin' 'em

That's what you faggots get, tryin' to fuck with Mase and 'em

Bad Boy, '97, front, there'll be none o' that

And all you cats, running your trap, one in your cap

[Repeat 1 until fade]