Ruff Ryders
Bugout lyrics
Songwriters: Jones, M; Bonner, Leroy; Noland, R; Simmons, Earl; Morrison, Walter; Dean, Kasseem; Middlebrooks, Ralph
[DMX]
Ughhh
Aieyo (ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!)
These niggaz is crazy baby
They can't fuck wit da dog (ya know)
Yo Swizz
Swizz (my nigga)
Swizz, Swizz, Swizz
Anotha one? (Swizz)
Anotha one? (Anotha one?)
Are we being greedy??? (Uh, Swizz, Swizz)
Or what???
I don't think so
Uh
Come on baby
Like u don't know
Da streets is (uh)
To Bad
They'll find yo body
But in pieces (uh)
'cause the beast is
On some real cruddy shit
About to split yo wig wit some bloody shit
I ain't droppin' nutitn but dat ugly shit (come on)
Bite yo head like i tried yo man
'cause what u sayin is nuttin(uh huh)
Must really think im playin
But i'll be layin
While u bluffin
Look out !!!
Dey don't let dat crook out
I took out
Enough of yo family
To have a fuckin cook out (uh)
For one time we get togetha (uh)
Is it when everyone get hit togetha
Or when im in da tent just before they hit da leather
Ima say it so i know how much strenght is left
And curse all who will breathe in da stench of death (uh huh)
Though after the sixth day im buried
I will rise
And bomb da fluid in my veins and blood in my eyes (uh, uh)
And them guys that was laughin
Don't even smile anymore
How many 4 pound rounds can yo ass indulge?
20 more of that raw strip to da flesh (what?!)
1000 pounds of pressure
Shit that rip through the vest and pull yo chest open
So what da Ruff Ryder possed to do?
When u frontin
Give u niggaz what u wantin
Mufucka...
NUTIN!!
Bugout lyrics © Emi April Music Inc.; Universal Music Corp.; Swizz Beatz Publishing; Boomer X Publishing; Bridgeport Music Inc
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