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Oh, damn now bop to oh
Yeah y'all know this is
Flame on Juvenile Drag-On on
And now swizz, beatz, yeah

Me and my niggaz done licked shots, even done hit
Bet y'all niggaz can't wait my shit drop
Treat you like moma given' lip to pop
Nigga you don't want my drop

'Cause means I'm empty, and your full of it
Check what the did, missiles gonna hit you get you
Rip tissue, should have never rhymed this 'cause I miss you
I make plus cash y'all little niggaz fuck wit drag

Got the chain out so it's and grab
Nigga that you better bust back
'Fore ya ask back where the vest at
Rock like a but you can't trust cash

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

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

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

That mean I broke that I'm fittin' to
Wit a flame like 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 Drag-On y'all niggaz and south siders

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

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

In the late night, we be cockin' high givin' you stage
Yo' head might when I bust with the lead pipe
And I say right, Juvenile hey tight, stay hype, now mike
And make sure he got all the yeah,

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

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

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

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

Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our
Do you them '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

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

East, west the right this for my up north
My guns made in so you better dust off
'Cause when they getcha you gonna be
I always got I never ass bet ya'

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

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

Like don't know my flows fire
Y'all got y'all boots ain't got y'all suits
Probaly got a gun that never shoot
When they come you hope they don't name you

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

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

Is you niggaz guns or you ain't bustin' none, ha
You want to fuck'em till cum, ha
Drag-on Juvenille up what you want, ha

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