Pump Ya Fist lyrics

by

DMX


Uh *barking* haha

[Hook]
Pump ya fists like this, common
Pump ya fists like this, common
Pump ya fists like this, common
Pump ya fists like this, common

You're rockin' with the
Dog diggie Dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
Dog diggie Dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
Dog diggie Dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
Dog diggie Dog a dang a dang diggie diggie

[Verse 1]
Check it
I don't walk, I stalk, livin' foul like pork
Shuttin' down underground streets of New York
Hawk is what them n*ggas call me, cause they all be
Suckin' my di*k and on my motherf*ckin' balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh with 'em
A blood bath went I let the f*ckin' raps hit 'em
Full clip, but only half did 'em
That's all it took, another crook
Taking out over a dirty look
I bag n*ggas but n*ggas that try and shot dead
You're only takin' a f*ckin' thing from me with hot led
You know my style fagot, cause I'm always schemin'
In jail, n*ggas holdin' a sink screamin'
Police, but you got no peace
Yo, was that you big man, and a lot mo' grease
All I gets is that, cause n*ggas want none of this
Back streets are like track meets cause I'll be runnin' this
[Hook]
Pump ya fists like this, common
Pump ya fists like this, common
Pump ya fists like this, common
Pump ya fists like this, common

You're rockin' with the
Dog diggie dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
Dog diggie dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
Dog diggie dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
Dog diggie dog a dang a dang diggie diggie

[Verse 2]
I got a ball type of ill flow that still go for days
Don't you know I could kill yo' ass in many ways
Watch you die slow like as much as you blink
Leave you in yo' crib till the neighbours know this'll stink
Use your blood like inc, write my name on the wall
Dog men X, def till the ball
Jump n*ggas call, beggin' for their life
And I just f*cked that b*tch that you call your wife
She life in strife and that's just how I want 'em
In this f*ckin' me see my man get upon 'em
That's why I creep em, lay 'em, slide
Takin' mad motherf*ckin' holes on the ride
Like the skin fly, like the Ferrari merkin', irkin
Blast your ass cause you're j*rkin'
My di*k, my rep, most bust the tec
Up in your ass, blast through your neck
[Hook]
Pump ya fists like this, common
Pump ya fists like this, common
Pump ya fists like this, common
Pump ya fists like this, common

You're rockin' with the
Dog diggie dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
Dog diggie dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
Dog diggie dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
Dog diggie dog a dang a dang diggie diggie

[Verse 3]
The way that I'll be flippin' n*ggas can't understand
n*ggas be like "Dog, I thought I was your man ?"
You shouldn't have thought and that's what you get for thinkin'
Think beacuse I'm near you I wouldn't get you n*ggas stinkin'
I'm the only offspring of a bad bread
Motivated by mad greed, I make the pad bleed
A bad seed from a rotten apple
Preacher talk sh*t get popped in the chapel
Flavour like Snapple, you can all get some
Cause it's all good in that hood that I'm from
I beat a n*gga dumb, and do 'em real dirty
Me and my peeps, oh my peeps is 7.30
Out to lunch for ever, won't be back
Don't know how to act, so we attack in the back
Mutherf*cker, that's how that do
That's how that do, that's how that do baby
[Hook] 3x
Pump ya fists like this, common
Pump ya fists like this, common
Pump ya fists like this, common
Pump ya fists like this, common

You're rockin' with the
Dog diggie dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
Dog diggie dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
Dog diggie dog a dang a dang diggie diggie
Dog diggie dog a dang a dang diggie diggie

Go go go yeah ...
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