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Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
Niggas try Niggas lie Then niggas why Niggas die All I is pain All I is rain How can I mad shit on my brain? I resort to My move in silence Like you don't know what our is New York - the wildest My is wit' it You want it? and get it it, then we split it You fuckin' we did it What the you gonna do When we run up on Fuckin' wit' the wrong Don't know what we goin' I'm a have to niggas How easily we niggas you find out there's some more niggas That's runnin' with niggas we can't handle Break it up and Light it up like a Just 'cause I stand you Put my on tapes you bussin' grapes Think you weight? Then you haven't met the
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ryders roll
Is y'all niggas bust you and be swazy Stop actin' a baby your business, lady Nosy get it, too you see me spit at you You know I'm to get rid of you Yeah, I know it's how niggas get down Watch my split round y'all niggas kiss ground Just for shit, clown Oh, you it's funny Then you know me, money about to get ugly Fuck it, dog, I'm I guess you know that mean up off that green Five or a fiend Don't it a murder scene Give a dog a a dog alone Let a dog And he'll his way home Home of the My is a cage And yo, I'm a my home is a grave I'm a paper It's all about the Bitches the papers how they wanna rape us
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ruff roll
Look what you done for it, you got it Had it, have shot it Now dearly departed Get at me, dog; did I rip this one here, I flip shit Niggas when I kick shit It's gonna be some shit was that look for When I walked in the Oh, you you was raw? Boom! Not 'Cause now you on the Wishin' you saw Me walk that door that four-four Now it's for bed Two more to the Got the red Yeah, that nigga's unsolved mystery Is down in history ain't never did shit to me Bitch ass niggas get to me Gots to make the Got a to prove make 'em grove Got 'em all "ooo" So the next You hear nigga rhyme Try to your mind On gettin' pussy and
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Talk is mothafucka!