The Lox

The Lox - Wild Out lyrics

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Whoa (My Dawgs)
 Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, (OK)
 Whoa, Whoa (yo,yo,yo), Whoa, (yo, yo, yo)
 Whoa, (yo) WHoa, (yo) Whoa, Whoa

 Chorus 1
 Wild Out!! (cmon)
 Wild Out!! (uh huh)
 Wild Out!! (If ya glad that L-O-X is Ruff Rydin now!!, cmon niggas)
 Wild Out!! (whooo, what, what)
 Wild Out!! (wild out, wild out, wild out)
 Wild Out!! (All My niggas throw your guns up, yo ,yo)

 (Sheek)
 I know niggas in the clink
 That send pipe bombs thru sinks
 That got dough and still wanna stick y'all wit minks
 Y'all would think y'all was jinxed wit a month of bad luck
 I'm that huntin muthafucka and guess who da duck
 I'm Elmer and you Daffy like the Looney cartoon
 But this ain't no cartoon
 My bullets clear out the room
 I said "Boy, try to learn the fundamentals here, son."
 Like that rooster and that chicken hawk I teach about a gun
 I place my money on one
 I'll pull it out, you'll run
 I wave it in front of ya son and both y'all is done . . . Blah!
 For God's sakes, what a nigga gotta do to make a half a million
 Must I wave it at yo' children?
 Run up in yo' buildin and go straight for the bank
 Got the coke saran-wrapped at the bottom of the tank
 I know those tricks
 Ya suppliers, Papi and them, I know those dicks
 Give me those bricks
 Now, wild out niggas

 Hook 2:
 Wild Out!! (uh, uh, uh, uh, yo!)
 Wild Out!! (ok)
 Wild Out!! (If ya bouncin in da club actin like you cant get in!)
 Wild Out!! (what, uh)
 Wild Out!!(yo, yo, yo ,yo)
 Wild Out!! (Yo, yo ,yo ,yo ,yo ,yo)

 (Jadakiss)
 For every check I deposit, it's just a new burner in the closet
 And the big one'll kill you, ya brother and ya pops quick
 Might take one slug to get y'all both
 Cuz muthafucka, I'ma make sure I hit y'all close
 And whoever's left guarenteed he gettin it all
 Cuz his ass coulda ran when I was lookin at y'all
 I get rap money, plus I'm in the hood wit dimes
 And I ain't got no felonies, I'm good wit crimes
 Not all dat wit macs, but i'm good wit nines
 Great wit eights
 Nigga, I'll heat ya face
 And I got a hungry lawyer that'll eat the case
 I used to cop so heavy that the block got mad
 And niggas start callin up the cops like cabs
 My 16's make niggas go to they dorm
 Lock in and workout, then come out in the mornin
 Wild out and blow a CO jus cuz it's borin
 Wild out nigga

 Hook 3:
 Wild Out!! (yo, yo ,yo)
 Wild Out!! (yo, yo ,yo)
 Wild Out!!
 (If ya just got outta jail from doin wild time, lets bawl out!)
 Wild Out!! (yo!)
 Wild Out!!(ok, cmon cmon)
 Wild Out!! (uh, uh, uh, uh)

 (Styles)
 I pray to the Allah
 But I'm too foul to go to the mosque
 And if it's beef, I'ma murder you and go to da squad
 Holiday Styles
 Screw niggas far as they rap
 I let my shotgun ball ya bat
 Make ya coffin outta ya plaques
 And bring ya ice to hell
 Y'all fuck around dis album, I'll do life in jail
 And if you under 21, you shouldn't listen to dis
 You hate a nigga, go and kill him while he takin a shit
 So, when the cops come and get him he'll be makin 'em sick
 So, they could feel how I feel
 I had a probable cause
 You know da shit that happens when you don't follow da boss
 Follow the rules
 Kids get followed to school
 And the thug niggas ball ya boo
 Target practice was a horrible view
 It's fucked up what tomorrow can do
 And these niggas feel sorrow for who?
 'Til we put you in da dirt, we ain't partin wit you
 Wild out niggas

 Hook 4
 Wild Out!! (ya better back up dawg)
 Wild Out!! (everybody, yo, yo)
 Wild Out!!
 (If a nigga grillin your chick, uh, and she wit you, fuck that!)
 Wild Out!! (yo, what?)
 Wild Out!!(Cmon, cmon, cmon, I cant hear you!, cmon)
 Wild Out!! (If ya find ya nigga cheatin, lets go girls!, cmon now!)
 Wild Out!! (uh, yo!)
 Wild Out!! (cmon cmon)
 Wild Out!! (If a nigga step on ya gotdamn shoes, fuck that!)
 Wild Out!! (uh huh uh huh)
 Wild Out!! (yo, yo, whoa!)
 Wild Out!! (If a nigga owe you money, and aint paid ya yet!, fuck that!)
 Wild Out!! (cmon, oohh)
 Wild Out!! (what what!)
 Wild Out!! (If ya workin at a job and the boss fire you, fuck HIM!)
 Wild Out!! (uh!)
 Wild Out!!(yo, yo ,LOX Niggas, LOX Niggas)
 Wild Out!! Wild Out!! Wild Out!! Wild Out!!
 (whoa, whoa, whoa, everybody!)
 Wild Out!! Wild Out!! Wild Out!! [pause]
 (anybody, young niggas, dead bitches!, tear it up!)
 Wild Out!! Wild Out!! Wild Out!! Wild Out!! Wild Out!! Wild Out!!
 Wild Out!! (
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Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Ruff Ryders, Interscope Records

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Released in: 2000

Language: English

Appearing on: We Are the Streets (2000)

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