Bugout - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | Bugout - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Ruff Ryders |
| Artist | DMX |
| Album | Ryde Or Die, Vol.1 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dean, Simmons | |
| Ughhh | |
| Aieyo (ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!) | |
| These niggaz is crazy baby | |
| They cant **** 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 dont know | |
| Da streets is (uh) | |
| To bad | |
| They'll find yo body | |
| But in pieces (uh) | |
| Cuz 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 | |
| Cuz 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 ****in 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 | |
| Dont 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 | |
| Mu****a... | |
| Nutin!! |
| zuo qu : Dean, Simmons | |
| Ughhh | |
| Aieyo ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!! | |
| These niggaz is crazy baby | |
| They cant 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 dont know | |
| Da streets is uh | |
| To bad | |
| They' ll find yo body | |
| But in pieces uh | |
| Cuz 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 | |
| Cuz 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 in 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 | |
| Dont 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 | |
| Mu a... | |
| Nutin!! |
| zuò qǔ : Dean, Simmons | |
| Ughhh | |
| Aieyo ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!! | |
| These niggaz is crazy baby | |
| They cant 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 dont know | |
| Da streets is uh | |
| To bad | |
| They' ll find yo body | |
| But in pieces uh | |
| Cuz 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 | |
| Cuz 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 in 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 | |
| Dont 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 | |
| Mu a... | |
| Nutin!! |
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