"Scream Double R"
(feat. DMX)

[The chorus is drowned out and in the back round]
[Chorus (x2)]
[Eve (DMX)]
Get that ass up and Scream Double R (What!)
We ain't going nowhere we made it this far (Uh -1st time come on - 2nd)
Let me see my, my dogs [growls]
Let me hear my, my dogs [Barks]

[DMX (Over Chorus)]

My, Baby, That's my baby COME ON!

[DMX]
Time to hit y'all cats with another joint from Eve and the dog
And you know how we do baby creep in the fog
Now hold it down for the fellas, hold it down for the girls
Keep motherfuckers knowing this rap shit is our world (WHAT!)
Been there and done that (UH), had fun where the run at (UH)
Don't got to shoot a motherfucker no more so put the gun back (UH)
Pay niggas to do that, cause they a lot better at it
Keep the burner in the truck cause well you got to have it (aight)
It's an unwritten law (uh huh)
Let a faggot open that unwritten door (uh huh)
Hit 'em with four (uh) hairline to the jaw (WHAT!)
That's what I'm aiming at
We going to get that nigga X aight well keep saying that
Eve I wish you the best and I'll always love you (what)
Never hear me say FUCK YOU because I love you (what)
Always here for you when somebody else is not (uh)

A dog and his bitch blowing up the spot
Come on

[Chorus sounding regular]
[Chorus (x2)]

[Eve]
It should be against the law, me and the dog like a brawl
And the only thing that can help you is God and you should call on him
Weak sight, the streets like, creep like
Cause they got each other's she bark and he bite
It ain't strange you cats know the name
Double R scream it bubble hard it's a shame
Realest niggas doing it, them clowns they ruin it
Shut 'em down give 'em pounds cause palms go glue in it
Sticky finger niggas steal each other's style
Claiming how they started things not original
Cats they get caught up in the glitter and glam
If that's the case you should be considered a fan
I'm like tired of the same beats that claim streets
Doing nothing but ducking from the hood got the same speech
Only one you feeling is you niggas know the deal

Industry, fuck it, in the streets keep it real, nigga

[Chorus (x2)]

[DMX]
Since the beginning we both knew we was winning
Cause we been in all type of shit (uh) but kept on spitting, hitting
Niggas in the head with that shit that let 'em know it was the truth
So they feel that cause it's real black (WHAT!)
We never going to stop (uh), no matter what they say (uh)
No matter what they do (uh) they'll never take it away (Come On)
What the Lord give you let no man curse
E-V-E and DMX from the birth to the earth

[Eve]
Why they sick cause we still close thought that it was over
Cats trying to tear us apart dogs got closer
All the shit we deal with only make us stronger
Try to do a lot of shit but they can't belong to
For real niggas scared us, steady catching them bluffing
What you say shut up nigga saying much of nothing
Act like they don't want it but they demand it
Double R keep it hard and niggas can't stand it

[Chorus (x3)]

"Thug In The Street"
(feat. Drag-On, The LOX)

[Drag-On]
I be the D-R-A-G dash ya niggas foot slim
cuz bullets make your feet fast
we throw babies in the trash
Drag don't play with little gats
crib like McDonalds nuttin but Big Macs
and quarter pounds
bitch place your order now stay in line
I only fuck with broke niggas
that stright depend on crime
you straight pussy so fuck your ass cap
cuz in jail they'll put your cap where
your ass at you ass black
projects thats where Drag at
yea ya got heart
but if I don't got my gun
thats where ya gonna get stabbed at
boy as a young I never grabbed that toy
Drag was taught to grab that and ask

"where the cash at"

[Sheek]
you think we shoot his pocket sides
deuce decuce and 25's
you ain't takin' em' nigga
you threatenin' lives
I ain't frontin motherfucker
I don't shoot no legs
I'm tryna see if your brains
really look like eggs
or is it just that commercial
your brain on drugs
now it's a total different look
from these shotgun slugs
to get rich it could take less than two days
I'm like them little beepers
halfs and bullets two-ways
fuck vests my shit go throught toupèès
I'ma thug in New York
and when I'm on your set
we the apartment where they filmed
good times at

bitch what the fuck I'ma thug nigga

[Chrous:(2X)]

I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do
if you fuckin with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'm doing my thing
like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my thang

[Styles]
weight on my back
hate in my heart
blood in my eye
foot on the gas
blunt in my mouth
lovin the ride
hand on the gun
ear to the street
back to the wall

mind on my money while I'm clappin at ya'll

[Jadakiss]
I got niggas in jail
crack in the hood
hustle in south
fiends and customers
that run in your house
I got family ties
I'm handy with knives
I live my life in the ghetto
nose candy and nines
I'm deeper than most
sleep wit it close
wake wit a demon
have visions of the whole

world shaking and screaming

[Styles]
I was born to be a leader
but if the game was dirty
I was born to be a cheater
you talking to me greasy
I was going to get the heater

[Jadakiss]
you tell me what you know about blow
gettin dough and straight warrin' with a meaner
frontin in a Benz or I was soarin' in a Bima

[Styles]
lyin in the cut
the gun is straight running
like a tire on the trucks
if he is real or a liar
put the plyer to his nuts
or the fire to his guts

[Jadakiss]
cuz niggas is too soft
that heat make niggas cool off

fuck ice I'm tryna cop the crew lofts

[Styles]
So we can be back in effect
I throw the barrel to the back of your neck
and hop back in the vette (corvette)

[Jadakiss]
cuz everybody is a felon with loot
cuz they say rap is like dust

[Styles and Jadakiss]
and we the only ones sellin' the juice

[Chrous:(2X)]

I'ma thug in da streetz and I know what to do
if you fuckin with me I'ma fuck with you
I don't give a fuck now I'm doing my thing
like a motherfucking dog I'm doing my thang

[Eve]
bitches is so sick
they throw up
so scared they don't even
come around in places that I show up
go ahead nigga put your dough up
me against who nigga grow up
bitches choke can't even get their flow up
I ain't got no fear bout you bitches in da industry
actin all confused don't know who you supposed to be
chickens lost steady worryin' bout
who's dick is tossed
stop stallin betta get this thing before it's gone
but I ain't mad
cuz I ain't gon' pass it on
callin' askin can you get on my shit
cuz your cash is gone
you won't get no sales off of me
bitch please
pitbull run with dogs
I don't like fleas

[Chrous:(2X)]