Songtext Party up (in here) Dmx

Party up (in here)

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WHOO! Chorus: DMX Y'all gon' make me lose my mind up in HERE, up in here Y'all gon' makeme go all out up in here, up in here Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL up in HERE, up inhere Y'all gon' make me lose my cool up in here, up in here [DMX] If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight All yourmens up in the jail before, suck my dick and all them other cats you run with, getdone with, dumb quick How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum shità AightThere go the gun click, nine one one shit All over some dumb shit, ain't that someshit Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime you come around, it'slike (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked And I don't know who the fuck you thinkyou talkin to but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what you do Or you gon' findyourself, buried next to someone else and we all thought you loved yourself But thatcouldn't have been the issue, or maybe they just sayin that, now cause they miss you
Shit a nigga tried to diss you That's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roofof the church Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts Chorus [DMX] Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain cause niggaz still want thefame, off the name First of all, you ain't rapped long enough to be fuckin with meand you, you ain't strong enough So whatever it is you puffin on that got you thinkthat you Superman I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the mic?Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm,let's add up all the factors You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe You'rebroke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know Your old man say you stupid, you belike, "So? I love my baby mother, I never let her go" I'm tired of weak ass niggazwhinin over puss that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them? They fuck it upfor real niggaz like my mans and them who get it on on the strength of the hands withthem, MAN Chorus [DMX] I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head No more talkin - put him in thedirt instead You keep walin - lest you tryin to end up red Cause if I end up fed,y'all end up dead Cause youse a soft type nigga Fake up North type nigga Puss like asoft white nigga Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water We done been through themud and we quicker to slaughter The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out
We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't nobody run out Sun in to sun out, I'makeep the gun out Nigga runnin his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out Listen, yo' ass isabout to be missin You know who gon' find you? (Who?) Some old man fishin Grandmawishin your soul's at rest but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in yourchest Chorus [DMX] Hold up! ERRRRRRRR! One..
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meet me outside meet me outside, meet meoutside All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ball-ER
S gon' meet me outside meet me outside, meet me outside All my flylad-IE
S gon' meet me outside meet me outside, meet me outside All my street streetpeoples meet me outside meet me outside, outside motherfucker X is got y'all bouncinagain Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again Dark Man X got ya bouncin again Bouncinagain, bounce-bouncin again Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin again Bouncin again,bounce-bouncin again (Swizz Beatz) Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin again (DMX) Bouncinagain, bounce-bouncin again Dark Man keep you bouncin again Bouncin again,bounce-bouncin again Dark Man keep you bouncin again Bouncin again, bounce-bouncinagain All my streets they bouncin again Bouncin again, we're bouncin again SwizzSwizz Beatz we bouncin again Bouncin again and we bouncin again Double R keep itcomin, ain'! t nuttin y'all Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now..
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