We Bout to Blow Lyrics by DMX

We Bout to Blow Lyrics

    feat. Big Stan
    [DMX]
    UHH UHH UHHHHHH!!!!!!!
    Yeah!!
    {*repeat 3X*}
    Def Jam Yeah!! (come on)
    Ruff Ryders Yeah!! (come on)

    [Chorus: DMX - repeat 2X]
    Bloodline, we bout to blow (WHAT!)
    Ruff Ryders, we bout to blow (WHAT!)
    Vacant Lot, we bout to blow (WHAT!)
    Man, bitch-ass niggaz just don't know

    [Verse 1: DMX]
    I'm just gonna stick to the script cuz you know how that shit go
    Quick to the flip dog, kitten don't let go
    Get that shit yo, wrong or right me
    Dog for life and its on tonight
    Y'all niggaz make money, money, money
    My Niggaz take money, money, money
    Bloodline, get down cuz I love mine
    I can put my life on the line at least one time
    Cats don't know nothing, but show frontin
    I'm a pump pump it up like Joe Budden
    Dark Man, bang your head with the walk man
    Tryna holla at shorty, you still tryna talk man
    Sometimes niggaz is worse than the bitches
    So I'm a holla at you, but first with the stitches
    Cats don't know who you fucking with
    'til you fucking with X and you stuck in shit

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 2: Big Stan]
    Yo Grease I need this beat, no disrespect
    I just got some shit I need to get off my chest
    Look around and I see the rap game is a mess
    So many chromes, now they getting me vexed
    Upset and insane in how the game gonna change shit
    Sounding the same, and it's a ma fucking shame
    While lames think they flow so sick, getting excited
    Yeah they got a sick flow, its called the “Young Hoe Virus”
    BUT, let me fall back into character
    B got so hot, never been an amateur
    Ask the locals, Boy its Lo-Co
    Never Stop my flow, wanna go pro, you know
    Check the history, started with the R's
    Now I'm running with the line, four time, no mystery
    Dog, tryna position me to get in the door
    But since the door don't open wide enough, we rippin it off

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3: DMX]
    Dog, gonna be Dog, that's how I get down
    Step up, nigga, sit down, put your shit down (AIGHT!!!)
    Clowns ain't even built for the circus, I'm about to pop this nigga
    (DOG, It ain't worth it)
    TAHHHH, yeah you right, soon as your man make it dead at night
    I'll be there, aight?? (then what??)
    Everything stops, money turns on the light, and Pa Pop Pop Pop!!!

    [Big Stan]
    None stop shots ringing out, cowards hit the ground
    I came to get down if you came to get down
    Blow the pound up, niggaz wanna what with us
    Bloodline and the dog I trust, so for the dog I bust
    That thang, catch me while I'm up in the truck with that thang
    Dog get the word, it's a must that I bang
    And trust me, I'm gonna do my motherfuck'n thang

    [Chorus]

    Yeah! Come on man, ya niggaz don't know what the fuck this shit is!

    Gutter {*repeat 4X*}

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