Dmx - Wright Or Wrong lyrics

[Intro: DMX] Aww man (sh**) That b**h (DID HE?!) What the f** is this? Did he? (DID HE?!) Are you for real? [Chorus: DMX] Ryde or die, right or wrong (WHAT?) n***az wit'cha by your side 'til the storm (WHAT?) Then they split, don't wanna ride to the storm (WHAT?) {I love you my n***a} Shoulda known that was bullsh** all along! (C'MON!) [DMX] I been doin this for a minute So with or without you I'ma get it, cause I'm in it to win it I put in work, paid my dues Stepped in dirt, changed my shoes Got those dirty - asked God for a new pair and He musta heard me; thought I was worthy Taught me to listen cause in New York the rule is the more you know the less you talk So if you fake n***az actin like you down for the kid When it goes back, don't be around for sh*t! That's why n***az like you get found in a ditch You ain't built for war, actin like a b*tch! [Chorus] [DMX] We all in the sunshine... We all in the sunshine, we all want the fun time So n***az forget that it is gon' rain sometime Whatever the weather We supposed to be in this together, B.F.W. forever I see now that y'all n***az been takin sh** lightly One minute you love me, next you wanna fight me Am I gon' lose? Not likely And even though we both know that you a cat, you still be tryin to bite me C'mon vato, cat-o That's a real b**h move you made, you know the rest, uh-oh Walk like a man you gots to talk like a man Chin up, with a limp, dick in your hand! [Chorus] [DMX] Ahh man, ahh man! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! Whatever the f** I do I go all out Wait for a few days, ryde or die, f** out b**h! I ain't got time for these cats that wanna pretend Like they gon' ride 'til the end Cause soon as you hit a bump n***az jump ship But when it's all good same n***az s** dick Money is the root of all evil I ain't a fake n***a, and never had a reason to deceive you Don't nobody do for me, but me A n***a gon' be alright, you'll see When I need a friend, [?] sends me one When I need some ends, he saved me some Whatever I need I get it, so I don't want for nothin And I ain't gotta hunt for nothin Sittin on ten whips, a few chips And that mayne with the laser from the hip catch you slip [Chorus] [Outro: DMX] WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? WHAAAAAAAT? Man, cause I'm f**in crazy! And you all f**in crazy! Oh my God, what have they done? What have they done? What have they done?! What have they done?! What have they done?! They don't know What have they done?! They don't know What have they done?! They don't know What have they done?! They don't know What have they done?! They don't know Grrrrrrr... Ryde or die, right or wrong!