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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 how Ruff Ryders roll
Niggas try Niggas lie Then wonder why Niggas die All I is pain All I feel is How can I mad shit on my brain? I to violence My niggas move in Like you know what our style is New York niggas - the My niggas is it You want it? and get it Took it, we split it You fuckin' we did it What the fuck you do we run up on you? Fuckin' wit' the crew know what we goin' through I'm a to show niggas How easily we blow When you find out some more niggas runnin' with your niggas Nothin' we can't it up and dismantle Light it up like a Just 'cause I stand you Put my on tapes you bussin' grapes Think you weight? you haven't met the apes
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ryders roll
Is niggas crazy? I'll you and be swazy Stop actin' a baby Mind business, lady 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 my niggas split round Make niggas kiss ground for talkin' shit, clown Oh, you think funny Then you don't know me, It's to get ugly Fuck it, dog, I'm I you know what that mean Come up off green Five niggas or a Don't make it a scene Give a dog a a dog alone Let a dog And he'll find his way Home of the My is a cage And yo, I'm a Till my is a grave I'm a pull all about the papers Bitches caught the Then how they wanna us
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ryders roll
what you done started for it, you got it Had it, have shot it Now dearly departed Get at me, dog; did I rip this one here, I flip shit Niggas know when I kick It's gonna be slick shit was that look for When I in the door? Oh, you thought you was Boom! Not now you on the floor Wishin' you saw Me walk that door With four-four Now time for bed Two more to the Got the red Yeah, that dead Another mystery Is down in history Niggas never did shit to me ass niggas can't get to me Gots to make the Got a to prove Gotta 'em grove Got 'em all "ooo" So the time You hear this rhyme Try to your mind On pussy and prime
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop is cheap mothafucka!