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Dog Match (Feat. DMX)

πŸ‘€ Eve β€’ 🎼 Ruff Ryders’ First Lady β€’ ⏱️ 4:19
🎡 3061 characters
⏱️ 4:19 duration
πŸ†” ID: 20141601

πŸ“œ Lyrics

Now for every real dog
There's that bitch that's behind him
That bitch that when that nigga gets a missin'
Old girl gon' stand with the dog
Hand in hand with the dog
And whenever the fuck went down
She ran with the dog
First time I had a match and didn't scratch
And cats just lost time to niggas
But the pups will fetch

And I know my baby girl is going to stretch
Any rapping motherfucker, male or female, takes a bet
You can imagine what the bloodline is like
Since I love mine to fight, I want some shit like, what time tonight?
That thing just can't be for real
Because any one of you faggots will catch a face full of lamb
Bitch, son of a faggot
Fucking maggots wish you had it
As good as I got it
I know my hands is in my pockets, but Eve got you spotted

Even before the dark
Cutting butter wall
Call me
I'm the type of bitch that can roll with the thug and wipe up the blood, roll in the mud with your other ducks, nigga bust
What you need when the chips is down, alibi on the sand, whenever dents is found
I get pounds to your niggas, they respect this bitch
I spit rounds at your enemies, no less than six
Always keep the extra click, dawg, talk me well
The extra eyes on your team, I see who's next to fail

Always hold your back up, I pick it up when you slack up
And if the tension gets too close, I tell the bros to back up
Fine, too tight, rhymes through ride
Bitch and your little nigga lessons through lie
HULA!
Fuckin' with the dog, he's the master
Plus he gon' show me how to blast you
Bullets hit you, then pass you
Split you, then stash you
The game is real
EVE and DMX, nigga, the name's real

Fuck on with the dark, man, niggas keep peepin'
Evil holdin' down now, niggas they believin'
Crickets, niggas comin', crickets they'll be leavin'
Paramedics on your chest, pushin' in, breathin'
Fuck on with the dark, man, niggas keep peepin'
Evil holdin' down now, niggas they believein'
Crickets, niggas comin', crickets they'll be leavin'
Paramedics on your chest, pushin' in, breathin'
Him, girl!

Ha-ha!
That's my baby
I'ma put the bitch down, cause the boy got rabies
All my pups crazy
Cause off the leash
They can each stand a match
For three hours at least
And if the beast is in the big one
The beast is in the little one
Talk about

Fuck him with the little gun
That niggas had a little run
What more do you want
With your fans in the front
You know what that is though
You know I'm at this dope choice box, rippin' them out

And you the only one can tame me when I'm flippin' them out
Bites lethal, no recoverin', I fit no other than acid
Up against the top contenders, none of them lasted
This bitch gon' always hold you down, keep the cow a-thinkin' twice
I keep sick, gritty nigga, never think that love is right

Turnin' my back and somethin' has to do, I never take flight
Cause any breed he puts me up against, this bitch is gonna buy
Fuck on with the dark, man, niggas keep peepin'
Evil holdin' down now, niggas they believin'
Crickets, niggas comin', crickets they'll be leavin'
Paramedics on your chest, pushin' in, breathin'

⏱️ Synced Lyrics

[00:02.68] Now for every real dog
[00:15.25] There's that bitch that's behind him
[00:16.96] That bitch that when that nigga gets a missin'
[00:19.18] Old girl gon' stand with the dog
[00:22.02] Hand in hand with the dog
[00:23.12] And whenever the fuck went down
[00:24.62] She ran with the dog
[00:25.85] First time I had a match and didn't scratch
[00:28.17] And cats just lost time to niggas
[00:30.03] But the pups will fetch
[00:31.53] And I know my baby girl is going to stretch
[00:33.84] Any rapping motherfucker, male or female, takes a bet
[00:37.32] You can imagine what the bloodline is like
[00:39.38] Since I love mine to fight, I want some shit like, what time tonight?
[00:42.73] That thing just can't be for real
[00:44.24] Because any one of you faggots will catch a face full of lamb
[00:46.94] Bitch, son of a faggot
[00:48.29] Fucking maggots wish you had it
[00:49.86] As good as I got it
[00:51.10] I know my hands is in my pockets, but Eve got you spotted
[00:53.95] Even before the dark
[00:56.69] Cutting butter wall
[00:58.77] Call me
[00:59.08] I'm the type of bitch that can roll with the thug and wipe up the blood, roll in the mud with your other ducks, nigga bust
[01:05.48] What you need when the chips is down, alibi on the sand, whenever dents is found
[01:10.60] I get pounds to your niggas, they respect this bitch
[01:13.53] I spit rounds at your enemies, no less than six
[01:16.17] Always keep the extra click, dawg, talk me well
[01:19.26] The extra eyes on your team, I see who's next to fail
[01:21.86] Always hold your back up, I pick it up when you slack up
[01:24.92] And if the tension gets too close, I tell the bros to back up
[01:27.85] Fine, too tight, rhymes through ride
[01:30.53] Bitch and your little nigga lessons through lie
[01:33.17] HULA!
[01:33.81] Fuckin' with the dog, he's the master
[01:35.76] Plus he gon' show me how to blast you
[01:37.48] Bullets hit you, then pass you
[01:39.13] Split you, then stash you
[01:40.49] The game is real
[01:41.55] EVE and DMX, nigga, the name's real
[01:44.46] Fuck on with the dark, man, niggas keep peepin'
[01:47.31] Evil holdin' down now, niggas they believin'
[01:50.39] Crickets, niggas comin', crickets they'll be leavin'
[01:53.18] Paramedics on your chest, pushin' in, breathin'
[01:55.89] Fuck on with the dark, man, niggas keep peepin'
[01:58.51] Evil holdin' down now, niggas they believein'
[02:01.30] Crickets, niggas comin', crickets they'll be leavin'
[02:04.23] Paramedics on your chest, pushin' in, breathin'
[02:06.89] Him, girl!
[02:07.77] Ha-ha!
[02:08.53] That's my baby
[02:09.84] I'ma put the bitch down, cause the boy got rabies
[02:12.66] All my pups crazy
[02:14.00] Cause off the leash
[02:15.21] They can each stand a match
[02:16.75] For three hours at least
[02:17.90] And if the beast is in the big one
[02:19.55] The beast is in the little one
[02:20.92] Talk about
[02:21.98] Fuck him with the little gun
[02:23.82] That niggas had a little run
[02:25.24] What more do you want
[02:26.42] With your fans in the front
[02:27.83] You know what that is though
[02:29.71] You know I'm at this dope choice box, rippin' them out
[02:31.54] And you the only one can tame me when I'm flippin' them out
[02:34.08] Bites lethal, no recoverin', I fit no other than acid
[02:37.40] Up against the top contenders, none of them lasted
[02:40.28] This bitch gon' always hold you down, keep the cow a-thinkin' twice
[02:43.38] I keep sick, gritty nigga, never think that love is right
[02:46.26] Turnin' my back and somethin' has to do, I never take flight
[02:48.85] Cause any breed he puts me up against, this bitch is gonna buy
[02:51.69] Fuck on with the dark, man, niggas keep peepin'
[02:54.45] Evil holdin' down now, niggas they believin'
[02:57.32] Crickets, niggas comin', crickets they'll be leavin'
[03:00.29] Paramedics on your chest, pushin' in, breathin'
[04:11.55]

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