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Blackout Lyrics

Artist DMX

Jay! Fuck that This is it right here baby! You know what it is [Jadakiss] Yo I

used to have bad luck Now you might see me in a Jag truck Mad stuck either with

a dime or a bad duck Double R T with the matchin bandana 38 snub blue steel with

no hammer And I see all ya niggaz tryin to glance at the Kiss Cuz I walk around

with your whole advance on my wrist Phonin your women, drunk off Corona's and

lemon And you know I am still right in the main Light in the green I need to bug

it even though I look right in the beam Judge find out it's my team, he boost

they bails Niggaz floss on their album, try to boost their sales We put our pies

on the table when our eyes on a label Cuz them rednecks up in the mountains will

try to slay you Call me raspy tell you what I want you to know Fuck what you ask

me you probably don't want me to blow I got a lot of horsepower so I am able to

stick Usually a good nigga even though I am able to flip You pay 30 for the

'Kiss, 100 for The L.O.X> And if we coo', then I write a hook for a drop

Whatever's in the bank is my bet A zebu's my pet And get in the bed and with the

legs then that [Sheek] Aiyyo, when my gun bust send niggaz to the fish like

swamps and New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson I put fear in y'all heads Sheek

looks type a nigga that gasoline yall beds And that's warning If you all alive

in the morning, that's fine Now I suggest you hit the block and get what's

rightfully mine I want PC, see me tuck in your chains I got niggaz my pops say

that lifestyle ain't changed It's like wake up move a brick half-of-a-slow Make

car money check with Sheek go fuck with a hoe I rock a waste slim mink do-rag

under my fittish And I don't need rework waves, Timbs be halfway new That Sheek

in the dresser club cuz I don't fuck with shoes And from a nigga's life, I swear

to the Bible, let it be told I put 30 in your head, all in the same hole Cuz we

all got the same goal and you tryin to tamper with mine Don't make me

mothafuckin leave you with some shit in your spine Fuck with me, you be a was

nigga Nigga was dope Nigga was gettin money before I extorted your coke What,

you crazy? [Styles] Aiyyo, catch me with a 38, box and shells In a 98 Lincoln

eatin pasta shells Order to go, always got a box of L's Blow, stay on the low

Get a Henney and swig I Penuro so I hate a snake, rat, or a pig I pop shit cuz I

am the second best, the first was B.I.G. Y'all niggaz is shunned out, let me

speak to your father Cuz I like to play chess and I swing the revolver If I

don't like a nigga, I don't even be bothered I spit, I am just a crooked nigga

goin legit You hold your nine if you holdin a brick Common sense, that drama,

you hit the Bahamas, get bent L.O.X. get respect like Sunny from Bronx Tale Us

and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel Thirsty to live all y'all niggaz eager to die I

tell all my niggaz ride You won't leave with a dime, motherfuckers [Jay-Z] Yeah,

yeah, I am a monster Sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers Ghetto nigga

puttin up Will Smith numbers Surrounded by 6's and Hummers Bitches among us Try

not to let this bullshit become us This started from hunger, tell it all when

they sane Now bitches notice the chains now that I've hit my number The chickens

I twisted see the digits unlisted The beeper done change You dead bitch, the

Reaper done came I suggest niggaz stop speakin my name Cause trust me, y'all can

still feel the heat in the rain I keep creepin, streets keep watchin I keep

poppin Niggaz is hot heads and the bullets is heat-seekin Jay flow pesos chase

hoes NOT I just circle around the block in a drop Tell them to jump through the

top Where the sun roof used to be I could see y'all not used to me Nigga flows

like none other I am the meanest, toughest Don Dutta, the gun butcha You the

type that bust a lot of shots and none touch ya I am the type that get excited

when the gun touch ya Motherfuckers [DMX] I am headed nowhere fast run in the

place gun in my waste Niggaz wanted to taste but wouldn't come to my face So

what that mean you cats is playin games again So what I do start namin names

again(what!) All you motherfuckers know that I speak from the heart(uh!) Play

like you dunno and L.O.X. is gonna bark We can take it there but to make it

fair, get some mo niggaz Styles, Sheek, Jay we comin with like 4 niggaz(aight!)

Y'all niggaz besta stop playin It'd be the ones you forgotten about That'll get

you shot in your mouth *ARF! ARF!* Got my dogs covered Plus it's all gravy like

chicken when it's smothered It's dark and I LOVE IT! get him, boy let him loose

You want it with the dogg, let the gun, let him shoot

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