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

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

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

Eastsider, Ruff Ryder by the masses
We the niggas holla out the set when we
20 gang, anything killa
Tracy Davis, raises, Goldie loc the stealer

Gang lock down, we can't now
Get in the way of villain and tray spray hot
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
Better not try us, touch ya like
Rydaz, ride with Eastsidaz
Bustaz bow down to crown, the Highness

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

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

is my girl, asked her to marry me
Yellow and purple ears, tryin' to see Shaq's
Gang, Ruff Ryder mafia
Make sure the bullets hit you 'cause I on top of ya

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

And you don't wanna see my arm
'Cause the I put on your face is bound to make your mom hurt
And this one is for my Cali
Eastsiders, Ryders and you can die in an ally niggaz

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

Well, we gonna your raps, and gats, stacks and sacks
Dippin' with the Jags and
roll with Ruff Rydaz
Try to step aside us or get right us

I write raps like a song can make me
off my money and let these bitches break me
'Cause I'm a cold of gold, dickies saggin' in the dirt
Sellin' my double knucks, to my work

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

Sippin' on call me lil bit
A down to earth brother, gang bangin' and
blow joes not hoppin' lo-lo's
I'm tired of you and fake CO's

You can ask Deal Dogg, scoop
We done rounded up the homies and the line troops
'cause, this game don't give me my cheese
I'm 'a shit down your throat, with tricks up my

We ridaz, keep the beside us
Better not try us, touch ya like
Ruff Rydaz, ride with
bow down to crown, the Royal Highness

Well, we gonna take your raps, and gats, stacks and
Dippin' with the Jags and
Eastsidaz roll with Ruff
Try to aside us or get right behind us