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Ruff
Yeah yeah yeah
Like this, like this, like that, like
Like this, like this, like that, like that, that

Who run streets? Love thug beats?
Ruff spoken, speak, blood leak
Lug for the threat not protection
Not a question, tests I got rest 'em

Catch 'em slippin', in the hood or the
You ain't strapped, we can scrap, I'm good the Doggs
talkin', chuck walkin' in my khakis
Rag swangin', gang bangin' brang it at me

Eastsider, Ruff loved by the masses
We the holla out the set when we blastin'
Insane 20 gang, killa
Tracy Davis, hair raises, Goldie loc the

Gang down, we can't stop now
Get in the way of villain and spray hot rounds
Suckas chose thuggin' as a resort, ain't that a bitch?
Here we do shit for sport this crip

We ridaz, the heat beside us
not try us, touch ya like midas
Ruff Rydaz, with Eastsidaz
Bustaz bow down to crown, the Highness

Well, we gonna take your raps, and gats, stacks and
Dippin' with the and 'Lacs
Eastsidaz with Ruff Rydaz
Try to step aside us or get behind us

When I die, a moment of silence, this is Holiday
Gangsta rap gunnin' and havin' moments of
It's an Eastsider, Ruff thing, Why you mad at me?
Holdin' on an AK, puffin' on some Cali

is my girl, asked her to marry me
Yellow and ears, tryin' to see Shaq's salary
D-Block Gang, Ruff mafia
sure the bullets hit you 'cause I stand on top of ya

Bounce like I'm
And I got niggaz in the hood that would shoot you nine dollars
Asked if I'm a member? Fuck nah, I'm a gang leader
Boss to the and I bang heaters

And you wanna see my arm jerk
'Cause the work I put on your face is bound to your mom hurt
And this one is for my Cali
Eastsiders, Ruff Ryders and you can die in an ally

We ridaz, the heat beside us
Better not try us, ya like midas
Rydaz, ride with Eastsidaz
Bustaz bow down to crown, the Royal

Well, we gonna take your raps, and gats, stacks and
Dippin' with the and 'Lacs
Eastsidaz roll with Rydaz
Try to step aside us or get right us

I never write raps like a can make me
Trick off my money and let these break me
'Cause I'm a cold piece of gold, dickies in the dirt
Sellin' my double knucks, to enhance my

Nigga Q keep it pimpin', I'm 'a it crippin'
Me and dip dippin', tha police trippin'
I'm an Eastside Ryde or die
And I believe you fools are quick to lie niggaz

on sans call me lil bit
A down to brother, gang bangin' and rappin'
Fake blow joes not lo-lo's
I'm tired of you bustaz and fake

You can ask Dogg, motherfuckin' scoop
We done rounded up the and the front line troops
Look 'cause, this game don't me my cheese
I'm 'a down your throat, with tricks up my sleeve

We ridaz, keep the beside us
not try us, touch ya like midas
Ruff Rydaz, with Eastsidaz
Bustaz bow to crown, the Royal Highness

Well, we gonna your raps, and gats, stacks and sacks
with the Jags and 'Lacs
Eastsidaz roll with Ruff
Try to step aside us or get behind us