Bug Out

[Intro]

Ughhh

Ayo

These niggas is crazy baby

They can't fuck wit da dog (ya know)

Yo Swizz

Swizz (my nigga)

Swizz, Swizz, Swizz

Another one? (Swizz)

Another one? (Another one?)

Are we being greedy??? (Uh, Swizz, Swizz)

Or what???

I don't think so

Uh

[Verse]

Come on, baby—like you don't know the streets is (uh)

Too bad they'll find yo body but in pieces (uh), cuz the beast is

On some real cruddy shit, about to split yo wig with some bloody shit

I ain't dropping nothing but that ugly shit (come on)

Hide yo hand like I tried yo man, cause what u saying is nothing (uh huh)

Must really think I'm playing, but I'll be laying while you bluffing

Look out, they don't let that crook out I took out

Enough of yo family to have a fucking cookout (uh)

Now what kinda get together (uh) is it when everyone get hit together

I run up in the tier and just before they hit the lever

I'm a say it so I know how much strength is left

And curse all who will breathe in the stench of death (uh huh)

Though after the sixth day I'm buried, I will rise

Embalming fluid in my veins and blood in my eyes (uh, uh)

And them guys that was laughing, don't even smile anymore

How many 4 pound rounds can yo ass endure?

20 more of that raw strip to the flesh (what?!)

1000 pounds of pressure, shit that rip through the vest and through yo chest open

So what the Ruff Ryder posed to do when you fronting?

Give u niggas what u wanting, mufucka...nothing!!