DMX - Party Up (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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DMX - Party Up (en) Lyrics
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Y'all gon' make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out
Y'all gon' make me act a fool
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool
If I gotsta bring it to you cowards,
then it's gonna be quick
Aight, all your mans up in the
jail before sucked my dick
And all them other cats you run with
Get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck you gonna cross
the dog with some bum shit?
Aight, there go the gun
click, 911 shit
All over some dumb shit;
ain't that some shit?
Y'all niggas remind me of a strip club
‘Cause every time you come
around, it's like what?
I just gotta get my dick sucked
And I don't know who the fuck
you think you talking 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 saying that
now ‘cause they miss you
Shit, a nigga tried to diss you
That's why you laying on your back
Looking at the roof of the church
Preacher telling the
truth and it hurts
Off the chain, I leave niggas
soft in the brain
‘Cause niggas still want
the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't
rapped long enough
To be fucking with me; and you,
you ain't strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin' on
That got you think that you Superman,
I got the Kryptonite
Should I smack him with
my dick and the mic?
Y'all niggas is characters,
not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm,
let's add up all the factors
You're wack, you're twisted,
your girl's a ho
You're broke, the kid ain't
yours, and e'rybody know
Your old man say you stupid,
you be like, "So?
I love my baby mother, I'll
never let her go."
I'm tired of weak ass niggas
whining over puss
That don't belong to them,
fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real niggas
like my mans and them
Who get it on, on the strength
of the hands with them, man
I bring down rains so heavy
it hurts the head
No more talking, put him
in the dirt instead
You keep walking, lest you
tryin' to end up red
‘Cause if I end up fed,
y'all end up dead
‘Cause you's a soft type nigga
Fake up North type nigga, push
like a soft white nigga
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 brung out
We run up in there, e'rybody come
out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma
keep the gun out
Nigga running his mouth,
I'ma blow his lung out
Listen! Your ass is about
to be missin'
You know who gon' find you?
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
One, two, meet me outside
Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my Ruff Ryders gon'
meet me outside
All my big ballers gon'
meet me outside
All my fly ladies gon' meet me outside
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