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Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
wanna try Niggas lie niggas wonder why Niggas die All I know is All I is rain How can I With mad on my brain? I resort to My niggas in silence Like you know what our style is New York niggas - the My niggas is it You it? Come and get it it, then we split it You fuckin' we did it the fuck you gonna do When we run up on wit' the wrong crew Don't know we goin' through I'm a have to niggas How easily we niggas you find out there's some more niggas That's runnin' with niggas we can't handle Break it up and Light it up like a Just I can't stand you Put my shit on you bussin' grapes Think you weight? Then you met the apes
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff roll
Is niggas crazy? I'll bust you and be Stop actin' like a Mind your business, people get it, too When you see me at you You I'm tryin' to get rid of you Yeah, I know pitiful That's how get down Watch my niggas round Make niggas kiss ground for talkin' shit, clown Oh, you it's funny Then you don't know me, about to get ugly Fuck it, dog, I'm I you know what that mean up off that green Five or a fiend Don't make it a murder a dog a bone Leave a dog Let a dog And he'll find his way of the brave My home is a And yo, I'm a my home is a grave I'm a paper It's all about the caught the papers Then how they rape us
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ruff roll
Look what you started for it, you got it Had it, should shot it Now you're dearly Get at me, did I rip shit? this one here, I flip shit Niggas know I kick shit gonna be some slick shit What was look for When I in the door? Oh, you you was raw? Boom! Not now you on the floor Wishin' you saw Me through that door that four-four Now time for bed Two more to the Got the red Yeah, nigga's dead Another unsolved Is goin' in history Niggas never did shit to me Bitch ass can't get to me Gots to make the Got a to prove Gotta make 'em Got 'em all "ooo" So the time You hear this rhyme Try to keep mind On gettin' pussy and
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop is cheap mothafucka!