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Bug out by Ruff Ryders [Featuring Eve Nokio (Dru Hill)]


[Eve: Verse 1]
Uh
Sick when she rock sh*t stop when block sh*t
Never try to run when she pull back the cock sh*t
Stop drop shut 'em down open up shop sh*t
Got 'em goin' crazy wonderin' when they could cop sh*t
First lady Ruff Ryder honey got the hot sh*t
Star bound money now for jet black drop sh*t
Eve guarantee betcha' niggaz wanna pop this
Little kids be behind me screamin' out, "Can you stop miss?!!"
I know they daddy's fiendin', daydreamin' bout me topless
Real b**ches listen while they ride around and knock my sh*t
Try not to move ya head, come on now, stop it
Hustle nigga betty take yours quicker than coke profit
'Cuz I can double it, and put
b**ch on b**ch, brick on brick, stich on stich, who you f**kin wit?
Not me, can't a nigga or b**ch stop me
You hatin' mothaf**kas line up for your first copy

[Chorus]
[Nokio]
Y'all f**kin' with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz with the big guns?
And when you smoke that sh*t it's like, "WHOA!!WHOA!!"
[Eve]
Y'all f**kin' with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz that take ones?
'Cuz when we smoke that sh*t it's like "WHOA!!WHOA!!"

[Verse 2: Eve]
Uh, yo
Start the beef, hold up, ran when we roled up
Tough guy, wanna try ya luck? Betcha' fold up
Ask around partner, got this whole sh*t sewed up
Gotcha' cryin' like, "Man I wanna blow up!!"
Cowards make me sick, swere to god I wanna throw-up
Answer in a session with me? You better flow tough
Offended? Don't agree with what i'm sayin' nigga? So what?
Now I gotta teach you respect, you better slow up
Question, 'Can she really hold it down?' (sure enough)
Philly's where she from, but when she smoke, she like to go Dutch
You know what? Quick to take the next man shyne
Quick to make him start b**chin' make the next man whine
f**kin babies!! Go ahead and lay down, it's nap-time
Same sh*t you spittin', heard it in your last rhyme
Ain't to much thatchu' could do, so that'chure skills could pass mine
Car eer fineto, here's some dough, go watch a peep show

[Chorus]
[Nokio]
Y'all f**kin' with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz with the big guns?
And when you smoke that sh*t it's like, "WHOA!!WHOA!!"
[Eve]
Y'all f**kin' with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz that take ones?
'Cuz when we smoke that sh*t it's like "WHOA!!WHOA!!"


[Verse 3: Eve]
What me to talk crazy, sh*t, my moms made me
And all ya'll niggas can do is *???spend a paybie???*
Ain't gonna never change, do anything for bricks
Call my celly to come get you while I pass you in your Range
Nigga ride ya shotgun in the car wit' your friends
And what the f**k you wanna do? But wanna blow out your brains?
Clown, I spot 'em from the time you buy me a drink
Instantly I get a vision of diamond studded links, and full ink minks
And little doggies dyed pink
'Cuz I know ya wanna spend your last, before you even think
If you know somethin', speak the sh*t, I can keep a secret
To me, the niggas with the most money, is the cheapest
Wanna give me money off the book? Daddy you can keep it
That's why they got the most sites, and in the most fights
And walk with big brolic niggas thats protectin' they life
If you know you pussy nigga, take off the ice

[Chorus]
[Nokio]
Y'all f**kin' with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz with the big guns?
And when you smoke that sh*t it's like, "WHOA!!WHOA!!"
[Eve]
Y'all f**kin' with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz that take ones?
'Cuz when we smoke that sh*t it's like "WHOA!!WHOA!!"