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Ruff Ryder Three, Time for the younger to blow
You know I my nigga with me

Hey yo, it's jay hood bitch my bars
The doctors had to piece together your face a collage
Niggas always talk till the steel come out
And slugs rip their gums and their grill come out
Motherfuck you and your mans
If I don't clap you in the
I'm a clips in your diaphragm
I'm the prophet
purple instead of chocolate
Stay from chumps and cowards cause they gossip
And I'm a stay on the corner like stop
With a pack of them creamy colored rocks and the glock
When you speaking of the hardest
Bring name up
D Block bitch, we to have the game chained up
My too strong, bars too powerful
And your towel dry you when the dumdums shower you
Your mad because your and your lyrics is boring
And your was made that same year you was born in

man, Don't worry how many gats this crook has
Just know I stay like book bags
Bitch is ass
You just off the porch
And me? I'm just off in court
I make sure your coffin bought
Why would you a burner?
There is a difference between rap and attempting to
Talking the shit you and the shit you heard of
You fuck Larceny?
is you crazy, bitch?
Before you walk the streets, a few safety tips
Watch who you bout and watch who you speaking to
The cats you speaking bout could show you what the heat do
A respirator is what you'll be breathing
And you got beef with who you need toast
The closest you to beef was meat loaf
When we pose with and pea coats
Y'all niggas be close

To fuck Cam, y'all bitches better hope and dream
Every gun I own got a scope and beam
When I the things shake the dice, rook the team
Best bitch on the coast since Queen
Latifah, buy reefer, fly
Ride deeper, four pound bump than five speaker
fire, hot lava flow
Don't get twisted, I'm not one of them hoe's
Catch me in Escada clothes, with a lot of
not mine, it's his
I need a lot to live
You got to get the before the kid
How you think a bitch like me to live motherfucker?

That's a bad bitch, you a bad ass nigga,
It's the younger generation, killing y'all, live, get busy on these

Hey look, I'm trying to sell mad
So I get birds from my and make Erykah Badu my "Bag Lady"
You that crazy? Squeeze, I know you spitting shells
Your hand shake so much it shows up on the Richter
I made the huskiest niggas look like they had sickle
I don't just sell bricks, dog I got a bitch for
So let me find the that hate us a lot
No coffin, he get in the refrigerator box
God damn, I'm a hot man
I'm telling you straight up, I got my up
I'm calling my wrists
Cause if I wore it in a dark
You and your man would hate how I look animated like a
Bottom line, I'm telling you that you ain't fucking me
Hard, nobody guards, you a shot, come and get me
I'm not a sucker, nor is any nigga running me
And why are y'all balling with wheels if under fifty

Lock and the motto
Got slow than Dr. Zhivago
Same mind state that makes a rock in Chicago
But I don't get my gangster movies
I'm a rock star, 5 tellies, running with gangsters and groupies
Come and leave a voice sick
Cause my S-type with a joystick
I'm the in my era
Listen, I lead an autistic
Paint pictures with my actions, ain't no margin for
My innate features, niggas dismayed, speechless
And please don't weakness for kindness
I with old timers
So don't make me forget that you and catch Alzheimer's
Motherfucking hoes I spoil
Remember, I'm known to break a for reckless eyeballing
The top dog, nigga, I'm the truth
You to get math?
I'm the square root
The star

I got stash
You case get his thug on
I my bitch and we get our hug on
She what I put on and get my grub on
And dog, when you park car, put your club on
The cat I put the snub on
I'm a clap the gat till it get too hot, and with gloves on
You love drawing, you should go to an art
I get my on with the glow in the dark jewels
Trees in my shoes, polo in the dark
And I tools that the po and the narcs use
Fuckers, y'all or something
What's the in pulling your joint if you ain't shootin at nothing
Dude, fronting will get you in the face
If you have braces then you know how the banger taste
I'm near anything pertaining to
Just copped the blue lighting with the face

Easy niggas, matter of fuck that go hard,
Cass' show niggas how you built,
grab your guns and bust off, my

Yeah my nigga, it's Cassidy bitch, get the name
I'm what you lame got the game near
Buy by the square, sell it by the o
I run through snow like a
The cool kid, got the coke heads nose red Rudolf
I on the strip so hard I got blue balls
I'd rather knock a q off then get off
That's how I stay on my like my shoes off
You are soft, really bitch like Ra Paul
When's war I move out like U-hauls
I'm a boss
I send eight balls to the
My strip like a hall
And I like I been in the sport
My trigger finger itching it got genital warts
Don't play with him boy (why's that)
Cass is a pain in the ass like hemorrhoids
Faggot!