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Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ryders roll
Niggas try wanna lie Then niggas why Niggas die All I know is All I feel is How can I With mad shit on my I resort to My niggas in silence Like you don't know our style is New York niggas - the My niggas is it You want it? and get it Took it, we split it You right we did it What the you gonna do we run up on you? Fuckin' wit' the wrong Don't know what we goin' I'm a have to show How we blow niggas you find out there's some more niggas That's runnin' with your Nothin' we can't it up and dismantle Light it up a candle Just 'cause I can't you Put my on tapes you bussin' grapes Think you holdin' Then you met the apes
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ruff roll
Is y'all niggas I'll you and be swazy Stop like a baby your business, lady Nosy get it, too When you see me at you You know I'm to get rid of you Yeah, I know it's That's how niggas get Watch my niggas split y'all niggas kiss ground Just for talkin' shit, Oh, you it's funny Then you know me, money about to get ugly Fuck it, dog, I'm I you know what that mean up off that green Five niggas or a Don't make it a murder Give a dog a Leave a dog Let a dog And he'll his way home of the brave My home is a And yo, I'm a my home is a grave I'm a pull It's all about the Bitches the papers Then how they rape us
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ryders roll
Look what you started for it, you got it Had it, have shot it Now dearly departed Get at me, dog; did I rip With one here, I flip shit Niggas know when I kick It's gonna be some shit What was look for When I in the door? Oh, you you was raw? Boom! Not 'Cause now you on the you never saw Me walk through that With that Now it's for bed Two more to the Got the red Yeah, that dead Another unsolved Is down in history ain't never did shit to me Bitch ass can't get to me Gots to make the Got a to prove Gotta 'em grove Got 'em all "ooo" So the next You hear this rhyme Try to your mind On gettin' pussy and
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop is cheap mothafucka!