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Lyric Pull It


[Featuring DMX]
(dogs Barking)
(Cam) Uh let me tell you sumthin
Act ya age and I ain t even matta fact listen to me
Let me tell you sumthin
Verse 1 (Camron)
AAAYYYYOOOOW!
Don t make me come at ya ll/Ya ll don t wanna brawl/Make me run at
ya ll
gun at ya ll / take it all run it all / actually theres a front it
all/
lemme talk to ya ll/ done it all/ya ll ain t even begun ta
ball/winter
spring, summer, fall,/tha cream still stackin if tha fiends still
crackin/you the same one cryin , for that Billy Jean jacket/black
fever,/ pussy ass, don t smoke no pot neither/
mommy take care of ya high fever/neighborhood watch leader/
close the drapes up,/ make the tape duct/tape ya face up,/ I fuck wit
more powder, than makeup/get em laced up,/ P doe, have a party for
the
brotha/15 minutes, but I feel sorry for ya motha/
I kill like the greats did,/ had a state bid/for stashin little Nate/
(DMX) He was only eight,/ (Cam) but I hate kids/I know all parents
think
they experts/, but yo my TEC bursts is death spurts/
wet hearts and Guess shirts,/ what!
Uh, Uh, Uh
RRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
AAAYYYYOOOOW!
Verse 2 (DMX)
Lets get it on baby (what)cause I m ready to start/take the locks of
tha
cage cause I m ready to bark/and niggaz gonna know when its on/for the
heart/niggaz gonna go when its on/
muthafuckas, mad trucks you know they feelin it/I m flippin it to
niggaz got them thinkin that they real in it/you hear that/but don t
go
near that/you better fear that/you was the one that wanted to have the
house wit the the pool right, where it at/
RRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
don t make me bite you/I used to fuck wit yo sista don t make me
fight
you/see how I play wit it/but stay wit it/I m ok with it/
I ll do it, but he will be the nigga that they say did it/what you
don t
know is gonna get you fucked up/and when you don t roll its gonna get
you stuck up/niggaz want what (what), thats what I thought/
Dark Man baby, X for short/
What, what, what, uh, what, what, uh, what, what
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
AAAYYYYOOOOW!
Verse 3
(DMX) Runnin around niggaz like circles I hurt you/"did I do
that?"just
like Urkel/I jerk you/
(Cam) Yo, aiyyo, its Harlem World NY yo what/try yo luck/but I know
what/niggaz won t know how you re stuck/body right beside your truck/,
what
(DMX) But they re screamin I m screamin /but they re screamin ice
creamin/they should have fuckin known there was no such thing as an
ice
demon/
(Cam) Aiyyo, you dogs don t play wit me/I ll beat yo ass from A to
Z/bag you up like A & P/DMX n KFC/
(DMX) Bench nigga/I m a bless niggaz/ wit my slugs/stress niggaz/I m a
wet niggaz/ wit my thugs/
(Cam) Yo, yo, aiyyo when niggaz like to act ain t no wonder I
creep/aiyyo don t make me put ya ass nigga, under my feet/
(DMX) Ha ha, hold me down baby bark at ya dog/let me know if its real
walk in tha fog/
(Cam) And then we hit em/
(DMX) Slap em/
(Cam) Click em/
(DMX) Cap em/
(Cam) Stick em/
(DMX) Tap em/
(BOTH) Muthafuckas all know how we have em, what!
(dogs Barking)
(DMX) Where my dogs at? (what)
Uh, where my dogs at? (what, uh)
Uh, where my dogs at? (what)
Cam, my nigga.
AAAYYYYOOOOW!
(Cam) DMX, Cam Ron, Def Jam, Untertainment, what.
AAAYYYYOOOOW!
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