DMX "Party Up"

Альбом: ...And Then There Was X

[chorus]
ya'll gon' make me lose my mind
up in here, up in here
ya'll gon' make me go all out
up in here, up in here
ya'll gon' make me act a fool
up in here, up in here
ya'll gon' make me lose my cool
up in here, up in here

uh..uh...
if i gots to bring it to you cowards then it's gunna be quick, aight
all your mans that's been to jail before, suck my dick
and all them other cats you run wit, get done wit, dumb quick
how the fuck you gonna cross the dog wit some bum shit? aight
there go that gun, click, 9-1-1 shit
all over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit
ya'll niggas remind me of a strip club
cuz everytime you come around it's like (what); INSERT INTO `lyrics_raphot` (`id`, `artist`, `artist_id`, `artist2_id`, `feat`, `title`, `article`, `album`, `body`, `wap`, `date`, `publish`) VALUES i just gotta get my dick sucked
and i don't know who the fuck you think you talkin to
but i'm not him, aight slim? so watch what you do
or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else
and we all thought you loved yourself
but that couldn't have been the issue
or maybe they just sayin that now cuz they miss you, shit a nigga tried to diss you
that's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the church
preacher tellin the truth and it hurts

[chorus]

off the chain, i leave niggas soft in the brain
cuz niggas still want the fame, off the name
first of all, you ain't rapped long enough
to be fuckin wit me, and you? you ain't strong enough
so whatever it is you puffin on that got you thinkin that you superman i got the kryptonite
should i smack him wit my dick and the mic
ya'll niggas is characters, not even good actors
what's gon' be the outcome? (hmm) let's add up all the factors
you wack, you twisted, your girl's a hoe
you broke, the kid ain't yours, and everybody know
your old man say you stupid, you be like, "so?
i love my baby mother, i never let her go"
i'm tired of weak-ass niggas whinin over puss that don't belong to them
fuck is wrong wit them?
they fuck it up for real, niggas, like my mans and them
who get it all on the strength of the hands with them (man)

[chorus]

i bring down rains so heavy it curse the head
no more talkin, put him in the dirt instead
you keep walkin, unless you tryin to end up red
cuz if i end up fed, ya'll end up dead
cuz you's a soft type nigga (uh); INSERT INTO `lyrics_raphot` (`id`, `artist`, `artist_id`, `artist2_id`, `feat`, `title`, `article`, `album`, `body`, `wap`, `date`, `publish`) VALUES fake up-north type nigga (uh)
puss, like a soft white nigga (uh)
dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water
we done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
the bigger the order, the more guns we run out
run up in there, everybody come out, don't nobody run out
sun in to sun out, i'ma keep the gun out
nigga runnin his mouth? i'ma blow his lung out
listen, your ass is about to be missin
you know who gon' find you? (who?) some old man fishin
grandma wishin, your soul's at rest
but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest

[chorus]

[DMX (Swizz Beatz)]
(shhh....hold up! errr!)
(one, two...) meet me outside (hold up, hold up)
meet me outside, meet me outside (hold up, giddy up, yo, giddy up, yo)
all my (Ruff Ryders) gon' meet me outside (yo, yo, c'mon, yo)
meet me outside, meet me outside (yo, yo, yo, yo)
all my (big ballers) gon' meet me outside (yo, yo)
meet me outside, meet me outside (yo, c'mon, where they at?)
all my (fly ladies) gon' meet me outside (yo, yo)
meet me outside, meet me outside (yo, yo, get yo' girl, yo, girl, c'mon)
all my (street, street peoples) meet me outside (yo, yo)
meet me outside, meet me outside, motherfucker (yo, yo, yo, yeah, c'mon)
(X has got ya'll bouncin again) you niggas don't know
(bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again) you niggas don't know
(Dark Man X got ya bouncin agian) you niggas don't know
(bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again) ya can't fuck wit the dogs
(Swizz Beatz got ya'll bouncin agian) (yeah, yeah, yeah)
(bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again) (yeah, yeah, yeah, c'mon) Swizz Beatz
(Ruff Ryders got ya'll bouncin again) (yeah) DMX
(bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again) (c'mon, put it up, yeah, bounce, now, yeah)
(Dark Man X keep you bouncin again) (woo, woo) (we ain't playin wit cha'll, we ain't playin wit cha'll)
(bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again) (woo, woo, woo, woo, c'mon)
(Dark Man X keep you bouncin again) (woo, woo, woo)
(bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again) (woo, woo, woo, woo, now) (yeah)
(all my streets they bouncin again) (yeah, come on) (ain't nuttin ya'll can do)
(bouncin again, we're bouncin again) (yo, yo)
(Swizz, Swizz Beatz got ya bouncin again) (yeah, yeah, yeah, c'mon) (ain't nuttin ya'll can do)
(bouncin again, and we bouncin again)
(Double R what what what) (keep it comin) (ain't nuttin ya'll can do, what what)
(ain't nuttin ya'll can do, now)

[explosions]

См. также: DMX "Party Up (Up In Here)"

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