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

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

Listen man, Don't worry how many this crook has
Just know I stay strapped book bags
is shook ass
You getting off the porch
And me? I'm just off in court
I could make sure your bought
Why you mention a burner?
There is a difference between rap and to murder
the shit you living 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 bout could show you what the heat could do
A respirator is what you'll be breathing
And you got beef with who that you toast
The closest you to beef was meat loaf
When we pose with and pea coats
niggas better be close

To fuck with Cam, 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 east coast Queen
Latifah, buy reefer, fly
deeper, four pound bump louder than five speaker
Spit fire, hot flow
Don't get twisted, I'm not one of them hoe's
me in Escada clothes, with a lot of dough
That's not mine, his
I a lot more to live
You got to get the before the kid
How you think a bitch me afford to live motherfucker?

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

Hey look, I'm trying to mad gravy
So I get birds from my crew and make Erykah my "Bag Lady"
You that crazy? Squeeze, I you ain't spitting shells
Your hand shake so much it up on the Richter scale
I the huskiest niggas look like they had sickle cell
I don't just sell bricks, dog I got a 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 Roxanne
Cause if I wore it in a room
You and man would hate how I look animated like a cartoon
Bottom line, I'm telling you that you ain't fucking me
Hard, guards, you want a shot, come and get me
I'm not a sucker, nor is any nigga with me
And why are y'all balling with wheels if they fifty

Lock and the motto
Got more 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 star tellies, running with gangsters and
Come and leave a voice sick
Cause my steers with a joystick
I'm the in my era
Listen, I an autistic life
Paint pictures my actions, ain't no margin for error
My innate features, niggas dismayed, speechless
And please don't weakness for kindness
I fuck old timers
So don't make me forget you real and catch Alzheimer's
hoes 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
I'm the square root
The star

I got mean
You seen 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, you park your 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 club on the glow in the dark jewels
Trees in my shoes, polo in the dark
And I spark tools that the po and the use
Fuckers, stupid or something
What's the point in pulling joint if you ain't shootin at nothing
Dude, fronting get you banged in the face
If you have braces you know how the banger will taste
I'm anything pertaining to cake
copped the blue lighting with the rectangular face

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

Yeah my nigga, it's bitch, get the name clear
I'm what you steer 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 grind on the strip so I got blue balls
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
it's war I move out like U-hauls
I'm a boss
I send eight to the corner
My strip like a hall
And I ball like I been in the
My finger itching like it got genital warts
Don't around with him boy (why's that)
Cause Cass is a pain in the ass like
Faggot!