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

Hey yo, it's jay bitch respect my bars
The doctors had to piece together your like a collage
Niggas always breezy till the steel come out
And slugs rip through their and their grill come out
Motherfuck you and fuck mans
If I don't you in the dome
I'm a leave clips in your
I'm the hood
Puff purple 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 colored rocks and the glock nine
When you speaking of the hardest
Bring name up
D Block bitch, we about to have the game up
My words too strong, too powerful
And your towel can't dry you the dumdums shower you
Your mad because your garbage and your is boring
And whip was made that same year you was born in

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

To with Cam, y'all bitches better hope and dream
gun that I own got a scope and beam
When I approach the things the dice, rook the team
Best bitch on the coast since Queen
Latifah, buy reefer, fly
Ride deeper, four pound bump louder than five
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 a lot more to live
You got to get the king the kid
How you think a bitch me afford to live motherfucker?

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

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 you ain't spitting shells
Your hand shake so much it shows up on the Richter
I made the huskiest niggas look like had sickle cell
I don't just bricks, dog I got a bitch for sale
So let me find the nigga hate us a lot
No coffin, he get buried in the box
God damn, I'm a hot man
I'm telling you straight up, I got my up
I'm calling my wrists
if I wore it in a dark room
You and your man would hate how I look animated a cartoon
Bottom line, I'm you that you ain't fucking with me
Hard, guards, you want 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 they under

Lock and the motto
Got more than Dr. Zhivago
Same mind state that makes a poem rock in
But I don't get my gangster from
I'm a rock star, 5 star tellies, running gangsters and groupies
Come through and leave a sick
my S-type steers with a joystick
I'm the in my era
Listen, I lead an autistic
Paint with my actions, ain't no margin for error
My innate features, leave niggas dismayed,
And please mistake weakness for kindness
I fuck old timers
So don't make me forget you real and catch Alzheimer's
Motherfucking I spoil them
Remember, I'm known to a bitch for reckless eyeballing
The top dog, nigga, I'm the bear
You want to get
Nigga I'm the square
The rock

I got stash
You case get his thug on
I my bitch and we get our hug on
She what I put drugs on and get my on
And dog, when you park your car, put 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 go to an art school
I get my club on with the glow in the dark
Trees in my shoes, polo in the blues
And I spark tools the po and the narcs use
Fuckers, stupid or something
What's the point in pulling your joint if you ain't shootin at
Dude, fronting will get you in the face
If you braces then you know how the banger will taste
I'm near anything to cake
Just copped the blue lighting with the rectangular

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

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