When I come through, everything gon' stop
When I come through, everything gon' stop
When I come through, everything gon' stop
Now move, move, move, move

'X comes through the hood, like, here comes trouble
Year of the dog again, first week double
Low in the rider, East coast nigga
Fo' in the rider, street lock nigga
Far from jiggie but like Biggie, bitches call me Big Poppa
I got a big dick and I'd a pop her
Yeah, the kid talk shit, but the kid don't front
However shit go, "Give 'Em What They Want"
I ain't signing shit, love my fans
But cross this line with the camera in your hands
'Cause it could get real ugly, real thick
And you like this nigga, real quick
Motherfuckin' right, I ain't got time for the small talk
One of us has got to go down, we can't all walk
You know this as well as I do
But I promise you, I'ma go hide you and no one will find you

When I come through, everything gon' stop
When I come through, everything gon' stop
When I come through, everything gon' stop
Now move, move, move, move

Stop nigga, hold up, you know I don't quit
You see I'm back and I'm comin' to smash your shit
And ahhla back with the God and bus-a-bus nigga
This time I'm bringin' the shovel so I can come and dig another grave
For all of you bastards, what the fuck you think you doin'
I'll put a stop to your function and anybody movin'
And then I'll fuck up production and any crew you flew in
You ain't with me, you against me, The loser side you chosen
Anyway, word to ears, you niggas know I ain't finished
I'll fuck up every hood, and I'm back to handle my business
You niggas thinking you though like you ate a can of spinach
Until we mash on you faggots and make you change up your image
Flip mode in this bitch, Ruff Ryders is with me
You see we back on the block, and yes, we runnin' the city
Now you niggas know the flow less ain't controlin' the committee
Nothing' should be movin' unless my crew in it, you feel me

When I come through, everything gon' stop
When I come through, everything gon' stop
When I come through, everything gon' stop
Now move, move, move, move

If there is money involved, I want half
Niggas is funny to watch, go head laugh
Ain't nothing to smile about
For real dog, all niggas is wildin' out
Niggas who pound you out
We found you out in distance
Leg missin', head missin'
Something like 28 days missin'
And you know how the dessert do a nigga
Break you down quick, residue a nigga
Can't stop the flow, niggas stop and go
But whenever I drop, a million out the door
Y'all niggas know, X is not to be fucked with
Y'all run around on some dumb shit with a slump dick
Fucking bitch, you niggas know I don't mind scrapping
When I see you I see you what ever happens, happens
This ain't just rappin', niggas talk a good one
You know what let that go, see me in the hood, son

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Writer(s): EARL SIMMONS, KASSEEM DEAN, TREVOR SMITH