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dmx – up to no good (radio version) lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah
its my, survival instinct that keeps my head above the water
and everyday i show another how i love the slaughter
ill plug your daughter, full of more holes than sponges
taxin businessmen for stocks over lunches
wit these, i shoot the breeze, and extort
enough kis from the cubans, to build a fort
i’m caught up in somethin that i can’t control
tryna get a hold of a bankroll, that’s swole
catching bodies like a cold, and i stay sick, so face it
you make me chase it, i take your life and erase it
waste it, in the grimey streets cause it ain’t worth sh+t
the undеrtaker take your ass under thе earth quick
i love money, but the scramblings hot
so i sn+tch up my man and hit gambling spot
twenty grand is got, one kid is shot, that’s one knocker less
what used to be his chest is now a mess under his bl++dy vest
[chorus]
i holla at my peeps as i creeps through the hood
aiyyyo, n+ggas is up to no good!
i holla at my peeps as i creeps through the hood
aiyyyo, n+ggas is up to no good!

[verse 2]
i’m fed up with the bull, so now i’m giving
slugs to other thugs, who don’t know how i’m livin’
i’m wondering, what the ____ you eye+in me for
when you know that d for, blowing sh+t up like c4
b+more to new york, i stalk with assailants
under stress cause atf keeps me under surveillance
i got a lot of hatred up in me and now they wanna send me
to the penitentiary, to knock out a 10 to 20
for the many lives that i’ve destroyed and such
ways that’ll make the days of freddy seem like a touch
is it much asking to be left alone not to be bothered
got hookers on my joint like i’m their baby’s father
bring it back like pearl harbor, blowing up sh+t
a big fat shoutout to all the hookers that must trick
i must get, my dirt done, before the daylight
make sure my flow stay tight, your f+cking a+right

[chorus]
i holla at my peeps as i creeps through the hood
aiyyyo, n+ggas is up to no good!
i holla at my peeps as i creeps through the hood
aiyyyo, n+ggas is up to no good!
[verse 3]
brothas be like “ill” when i wreck, cause i don’t go fair
hoes be like “man he ain’t even have to go there”
whether i get your mans with the body blows
or hit you with the shotty holes
i’ll have your crew running like a snotty nose
i ain’t a k!ller but i’ll k!ll something
and if a n+gga holding something, i’m a steal something
i’ll peel something back like a knockers cap, leave him stinking
put a hole in his head, and find out what he was thinking
those that don’t know the half
i show the wrath of a savage and do bodily damage
to a motherf+cker’s cabbage
money had a lot of mouth but as soon as he seen
he copped out to a mister+i+didn’t+mean+it
n+ggas fiend it cause they want it, but don’t get it
cause they sweat it, to f+cking hard and let it
take over sh+t, dead it now set it
full breaded like a pit that scratches first, hittin fast
how many times must i put foot up in your ass

[chorus]
i holla at my peeps as i creeps through the hood
aiyyyo, n+ggas is up to no good!
i holla at my peeps as i creeps through the hood
aiyyyo, n+ggas is up to no good!

- dmx lyrics

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