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Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ryders roll Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ryders roll
Niggas try wanna lie Then niggas why Niggas die All I is pain All I feel is How can I mad shit on my brain? I to violence My move in silence you don't know what our style is New York niggas - the My is wit' it You it? Come and get it Took it, we split it You right we did it What the you gonna do we run up on you? Fuckin' wit' the crew Don't know what we through I'm a have to show How easily we niggas When you out there's some more niggas That's runnin' your niggas Nothin' we can't it up and dismantle Light it up like a 'cause I can't stand you Put my on tapes Like you grapes Think you holdin' Then you met the apes
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
Is y'all crazy? I'll you and be swazy Stop like a baby your business, lady Nosy get it, too When you see me at you You I'm tryin' to get rid of you Yeah, I know it's That's how get down Watch my niggas round Make y'all niggas kiss Just for talkin' shit, Oh, you think it's Then you don't know me, about to get ugly Fuck it, dog, I'm I guess you know what mean up off that green Five or a fiend Don't it a murder scene a dog a bone Leave a dog Let a dog And he'll find his way Home of the My is a cage And yo, I'm a Till my home is a I'm a pull all about the papers Bitches the papers Then how wanna rape us
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
Look what you done for it, you got it Had it, have shot it Now you're departed Get at me, did I rip shit? With this one here, I flip Niggas know I kick shit It's gonna be some slick What was look for When I in the door? Oh, you thought you was Boom! Not 'Cause now you on the Wishin' you saw Me walk through door With that Now it's for bed Two more to the Got the red Yeah, that nigga's Another unsolved Is down in history Niggas ain't never did to me Bitch ass can't get to me Gots to make the Got a to prove Gotta 'em grove Got 'em all "ooo" So the next You this nigga rhyme Try to keep your On gettin' and prime
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up is cheap mothafucka!