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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 Ruff Ryders
Niggas try Niggas lie Then niggas why wanna die All I know is All I feel is How can I With mad on my brain? I to violence My move in silence Like you don't know our style is New York - the wildest My niggas is it You it? Come and get it Took it, then we it You right we did it the fuck you gonna do When we run up on wit' the wrong crew Don't know what we goin' I'm a have to show How easily we blow When you find out there's some more runnin' with your niggas Nothin' we handle Break it up and it up like a candle Just 'cause I stand you Put my shit on Like you bussin' Think you holdin' 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 bust you and be 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 pitiful how niggas get down Watch my split round Make niggas kiss ground Just for shit, clown Oh, you it's funny you don't know me, money It's to get ugly it, dog, I'm hungry I guess you what that mean Come up off 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 pull all about the papers Bitches caught the how they 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 have it Now you're departed Get at me, dog; did I rip With this one here, I shit Niggas know I kick shit It's gonna be slick shit What was look for I walked 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 more to the Got the red Yeah, that dead Another mystery Is goin' in history ain't never did shit to me Bitch ass niggas get to me Gots to the move Got a to prove make 'em grove Got 'em all "ooo" So the next You hear this rhyme Try to keep your On gettin' pussy and
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Talk is mothafucka!