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Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ruff roll Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll
Niggas try Niggas lie Then niggas why Niggas die All I know is All I feel is How can I mad shit on my brain? I resort to My niggas in silence you don't know what our style is New York - the wildest My is wit' it You it? Come and get it Took it, we split it You right 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 show How easily we niggas When you out there's some more niggas That's runnin' with your Nothin' we handle Break it up and Light it up like a Just 'cause I stand you Put my shit on you bussin' grapes Think you weight? Then you haven't met the
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll
Is y'all niggas I'll you and be swazy Stop actin' a baby your business, lady Nosy get it, too you see me spit at you You I'm tryin' to get rid of you Yeah, I know pitiful That's how niggas get Watch my split round Make y'all niggas kiss Just for talkin' shit, Oh, you think it's you don't know me, money It's to get ugly it, dog, I'm hungry I guess you know what mean up off that green Five or a fiend make it a murder scene Give a dog a a dog alone Let a dog And he'll find his way Home of the My home is a And yo, I'm a my home is a grave I'm a pull It's all the papers Bitches caught the Then how wanna rape us
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ruff roll 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 departed Get at me, did I rip shit? With one here, I flip shit know when I kick shit It's 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 walk through that With that Now it's for bed Two more to the Got the red Yeah, nigga's dead unsolved mystery Is goin' 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 'em grove Got 'em all "ooo" So the next You hear this rhyme Try to keep mind On gettin' and prime
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop is cheap mothafucka!