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Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ryders roll
Niggas try wanna lie Then niggas why wanna die All I is pain All I is rain How can I mad shit on my brain? I to violence My move in silence Like you don't what our style is New York niggas - the My is wit' it You want it? and get it Took it, then we it You fuckin' we did it What the fuck you do When we run up on Fuckin' wit' the wrong Don't what we goin' through I'm a to show niggas How easily we niggas When you find out some more niggas That's runnin' with your Nothin' we can't Break it up and Light it up like a Just I can't stand you Put my shit on Like you grapes you holdin' weight? Then you met the apes
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll
Is y'all crazy? I'll you and be swazy Stop like 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 it's how niggas get down Watch my split round Make niggas kiss ground for talkin' shit, clown Oh, you think it's Then you don't me, money It's to get ugly it, dog, I'm hungry I you know what that mean Come up off that niggas or a fiend Don't it a murder scene 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 all about the papers Bitches the papers how they wanna rape us
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ryders roll Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll
Look you done started for it, you got it Had it, should have it Now you're dearly Get at me, dog; did I rip With this one here, I flip Niggas know when I shit It's gonna be some shit What was look for When I walked in the Oh, you you was raw? Boom! Not 'Cause now you on the Wishin' you saw Me walk through door With four-four Now time for bed Two more to the Got the red Yeah, nigga's dead Another unsolved Is down in history Niggas never did shit to me Bitch ass can't get to me to make the move Got a to prove Gotta make 'em Got 'em all "ooo" So the next You hear this rhyme Try to keep your On gettin' and prime
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Talk is mothafucka!