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Oh, now bop to this oh
y'all know what this is
Flame on Drag-On flame on
And now swizz, swizz beatz,

Me and my niggaz done shots, even done hit cops
Bet y'all niggaz can't wait till my drop
Treat you like your moma lip to pop
Nigga you want my paper drop

that means I'm empty, and your full of it
Check what the bullet did, missiles hit you get you
Rip through tissue, should have never rhymed 'cause I miss you
I make plus cash little niggaz can't fuck wit drag

Got the out so it's bust and grab
Nigga fuck you better bust back
'Fore ya nigga ask back where the at
Rock a girl but you can't trust cash

Spit like a fire but you can't touch
All you can do is back and read back
How you bust gats we don't need that
I don't care about your feed back, y'all niggaz feed drag

Tell a motherfucker pull out bust a out in ya safe house
Nigga where the at nigga?
Where the stash at nigga? Where the at?
Nigga that 'fore I pull my trigger

fact where the ass at? 'Cause I got the Ruff Ryders
And I talkin' bout my niggaz
we can go hoe for hoe, toe to toe, blow for blow
And when you fell your nose

That mean I that I'm fittin' to po-po
Wit a flame thrower I told yo' befo', ya know
You can't handle it you can put me on wax but my fire candles
And who that nigga ruff rydin' Drag-On y'all niggaz and siders

Do y'all niggaz y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
for the north, head south, head east, head west
Ruff gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the best

Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we our guns
Do you fuck 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, west
Ruff Ryders gonna y'all niggaz who rides the best

In the late night, we be cockin' high givin' you fright
Yo' head might explode when I with the lead pipe
And I say right, Juvenile hey tight, hype, now page mike
And make he got all the yeah, aight?

I'm tired of niggaz be that you usin' me
Runnin' with them petty ass lookin' like fools to me
I'm wit some change, yeah
And ain't to put 50 up on ya brain, yeah

You 'bout warin' over ya I'm the same, yeah
Look, I'ma have some body sayin' thats the game
But if people come they ain't gonna give no names, yeah
Playin' with the one son don't play no games, yeah

Come outside don't see but camouflage and bricks
Yo' get some boys strapped bandannas tryin' knock off yo' shit
Ya bitch, I ruff ryde your ass then
Cashin' for money Juve ain't gettin' nothin', that is funny

Do y'all niggaz y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn we make them cum
It's for the north, south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the

Do niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, west
Ruff Ryders gonna show niggaz who rides the best

When my get knocked we gonna bail them out
When it to my gun my shells is out
You better get the message I done mailed it out
bang like a hammer and I'ma nail us out

East, west the right this for my up north
My made in China so you better dust off
'Cause when they getcha you be ketchup
I always got chedder I ass bet ya'

And I won't sweat ya' we roll much larger and better
My dough is never low but if is down on his last
reach in my sweater bet my baretta
Make a nigga feel heat in weather

Can't stand a nigga hype me his bitch
Bitch to my shit you betta come get her
Be like a dog with a I run with her
Y'all make me so tired y'all still rappin'

y'all don't know my flows fire
Y'all ain't got y'all ain't got y'all suits
Probaly got a gun that ain't shoot
When they come you better they don't name you

'Cause like two sticks I'll flame you
Don't try to be me 'cause I you
'Fore I have your spirits with the
My shorty a gun on the ankles

Wanna fuck, watch out she bang you
'Cause I taught her well, y'all players better to hell
But you niggaz couldn't a belt
Who evers wit you is gonna

Is you niggaz bustin' guns or you bustin' none, ha
You to fuck'em till they cum, ha
Juvenille double up what you want, ha

Do y'all niggaz y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you them 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, head
Ruff Ryders gonna show niggaz who rides the best

Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn right we them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, west
Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the best

Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, we bust our guns
Do you fuck 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all who rides the best

Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we our guns
Do you fuck them 'till cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna y'all niggaz who rides the best