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Bug Out
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Written By: Split P @ Dmx-Domain.com
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[DMX]
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Ughhh
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Aieyo (ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!)
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These niggaz is crazy baby
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They cant fuck wit da dog (ya know)
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Yo Swizz
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Swizz (my nigga)
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Swizz, Swizz, Swizz
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Anotha one? (Swizz)
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Anotha one? (Anotha one?)
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Are we being greedy??? (Uh, Swizz, Swizz)
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Or what???
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I don't think so
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Uh
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Come on baby
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Like u dont know
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Da streets is (uh)
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To Bad
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They'll find yo body
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But in pieces (uh)
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Cuz the beast is
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On some real cruddy shit
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About to split yo wig wit some bloody shit
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I ain't droppin' nutitn but dat ugly shit (come on)
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Bite yo head like i tried yo man
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Cuz what u sayin is nuttin(uh huh)
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Must really think im playin
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But i'll be layin
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While u bluffin
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Look out !!!
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Dey don't let dat crook out
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I took out
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Enough of yo family
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To have a fuckin cook out (uh)
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For one time we get togetha (uh)
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Is it when everyone get hit togetha
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Or when im in da tent just before they hit da leather
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Ima say it so i know how much strenght is left
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And curse all who will breathe in da stench of death (uh huh)
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Though after the sixth day im buried
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I will rise
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And bomb da fluid in my veins and blood in my eyes (uh, uh)
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And them guys that was laughin
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Dont even smile anymore
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How many 4 pound rounds can yo ass indulge?
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20 more of that raw strip to da flesh (what?!)
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1000 pounds of pressure
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Shit that rip through the vest and pull yo chest open
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So what da Ruff Ryder possed to do?
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When u frontin
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Give u niggaz what u wantin
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Mufucka...
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NUTIN!!
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Bug Out
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| ruff ryders |
