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Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff roll Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff roll
Niggas try wanna lie Then niggas why wanna die All I know is All I is rain How can I mad shit on my brain? I to violence My niggas in silence Like you know what our style is New York niggas - the My is wit' it You want it? and get it it, then we split it You right we did it the fuck you gonna do When we run up on Fuckin' wit' the wrong Don't know what we goin' I'm a have to niggas How we blow niggas When you find out there's some more That's runnin' your niggas Nothin' we handle it up and dismantle Light it up a candle Just I can't stand you Put my on tapes you bussin' grapes Think you weight? you haven't met the apes
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ryders roll
Is y'all crazy? I'll bust you and be actin' like a baby Mind your business, Nosy get it, too you see me spit at you You I'm tryin' to get rid of you Yeah, I know pitiful how niggas get down Watch my split round y'all niggas kiss ground Just for shit, clown Oh, you think it's you don't know me, money It's about to get Fuck it, dog, I'm I you know what that mean Come up off green niggas or a fiend Don't it a murder scene Give a dog a Leave a dog Let a dog And find his way home of the brave My is a cage And yo, I'm a Till my is a grave I'm a paper It's all about the Bitches the papers how they wanna rape us
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
Look what you started for it, you got it Had it, have shot it Now you're dearly Get at me, dog; did I rip With this one here, I shit Niggas know when I shit gonna be some slick shit What was look for When I in the door? Oh, you thought you was Boom! Not now you on the floor Wishin' you saw Me walk through that that four-four Now time for bed Two to the head Got the red Yeah, nigga's dead Another unsolved Is down in history ain't never did shit to me Bitch ass can't get to me Gots to the move Got a point to Gotta make 'em Got 'em all "ooo" So the time You this nigga rhyme Try to keep mind On pussy and prime
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Talk is mothafucka!