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Ruff Ryder Three, Time for the younger generation to
You know I brought my with me

Hey yo, it's jay hood bitch my bars
The doctors had to piece together your like a collage
Niggas always talk breezy the steel come out
And slugs rip through their gums and their grill out
Motherfuck you and your mans
If I clap you in the dome
I'm a leave in your diaphragm
I'm the hood
Puff purple instead of
Stay from around chumps and cowards cause they
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 hood's up
D Block bitch, we about to have the game up
My words too strong, too powerful
And your towel can't dry you when the shower you
Your mad because your garbage and 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 I stay strapped like book bags
Bitch is ass
You just getting off the
And me? I'm getting off in court
I could make sure your bought
Why would you mention a
There is a difference between rap and attempting to
Talking the shit you living and the you heard of
You said fuck
What is you crazy,
Before you walk the streets, here's a few safety
Watch who you bout and watch who you speaking to
The cats you speaking bout could you what the heat could do
A respirator is what you'll be breathing
And you got beef with who that you need
The you came to beef was meat loaf
we pose with bats and pea coats
Y'all niggas 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, pound bump louder than five speaker
Spit fire, hot flow
Don't get twisted, I'm not one of them hoe's
Catch me in clothes, with a lot of dough
not mine, it's his
I need a lot more to
You got to get the before the kid
How you think a bitch like me to live motherfucker?

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

Hey look, I'm to sell mad gravy
So I get birds from my crew and Erykah Badu my "Bag Lady"
You that crazy? Squeeze, I know you ain't spitting
Your hand so much it shows up on the Richter scale
I the huskiest niggas look like they had sickle cell
I just sell bricks, dog I got a bitch for sale
So let me find the nigga that 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 my wrists Roxanne
Cause if I 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, nobody guards, you a shot, come and get me
I'm not a sucker, nor is any nigga running me
And why are balling with wheels if they under fifty

Lock and blocks the
Got more than Dr. Zhivago
Same mind state that makes a poem rock in
But I don't get my from movies
I'm a star, 5 star tellies, running with gangsters and groupies
Come and leave a voice sick
Cause my steers with a joystick
I'm the in my era
Listen, I lead an life
pictures with my actions, ain't no margin for error
My features, leave niggas dismayed, speechless
And please don't mistake weakness for
I with old timers
So don't make me forget that you real and catch
hoes I spoil them
Remember, I'm to break a bitch for reckless eyeballing
The top dog, nigga, I'm the bear
You want to get
Nigga I'm the square
The star

I got mean
You seen case get his on
I strip my and we get our hug on
She what I put on and get my grub on
And dog, when you your car, put your club on
The next cat I put the on
I'm a clap the gat till it get too hot, and that's with on
You love drawing, you should go to an art
I get my club on with the glow in the jewels
in my shoes, polo in the dark blues
And I spark tools the po and the narcs use
Fuckers, stupid or something
What's the point in pulling your if you ain't shootin at nothing
Dude, fronting will get you banged in the
If you have braces you know how the banger will taste
I'm near anything to cake
Just copped the blue with the rectangular face

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

Yeah my nigga, it's bitch, get the name clear
I'm what you lame got the game near
Buy by the square, sell it by the o
I run through 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 like my shoes off
You are soft, really bitch like Ra Paul
When's it's war I out like U-hauls
I'm a boss
I send balls to the corner
My strip a pool hall
And I ball like I in the sport
My trigger itching like it got genital warts
Don't around with him boy (why's that)
Cause is a pain in the ass like hemorrhoids
Faggot!