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

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

Listen man, Don't worry how many gats crook has
Just know I strapped like book bags
Bitch is ass
You getting off the porch
And me? I'm getting off in court
I could make sure your coffin
Why you mention a burner?
There is a difference rap and attempting to murder
Talking the shit you living and the shit you of
You said fuck
What is you crazy,
you walk the streets, here's a few safety tips
Watch who you speaking and watch who you speaking to
The cats you speaking could show you what the heat could do
A respirator is you'll be breathing through
And you got beef with who that you need
The closest you came to was meat loaf
When we pose with bats and pea
Y'all niggas be close

To fuck with Cam, y'all bitches better hope and
gun that I own got a scope and beam
When I approach the things shake the dice, rook the
Best bitch on the east coast since
Latifah, buy reefer, fly
Ride deeper, four pound bump louder 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
That's not mine, his
I need a lot more to
You got to get the king 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, 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 shells
Your hand shake so much it shows up on the Richter
I made the huskiest niggas like they 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 you straight up, I got my weight up
I'm my wrists Roxanne
if I wore it in a dark room
You and your man would hate how I animated like a cartoon
Bottom line, I'm telling you that you fucking with 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 under

Lock and blocks the
Got more than Dr. Zhivago
Same mind that makes a poem rock in Chicago
But I don't get my from movies
I'm a rock star, 5 star tellies, running with gangsters and
Come through and leave a sick
Cause my S-type with a joystick
I'm the in my era
Listen, I an autistic life
Paint with my actions, ain't no margin for error
My innate features, leave niggas dismayed,
And please don't mistake for kindness
I with old timers
So don't make me forget that you real and Alzheimer's
Motherfucking I spoil them
Remember, I'm known to break a for reckless eyeballing
The top dog, nigga, I'm the bear
You want to get
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 I put drugs 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 the gat till it get too hot, and that's with gloves on
You love drawing, you should go to an art
I get my club on with the in the dark 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 joint if you ain't at nothing
Dude, will get you banged in the face
If you have braces then you know how the banger taste
I'm near pertaining to cake
Just copped the blue with the rectangular face

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

Yeah my nigga, it's bitch, get the name clear
I'm what you lame steer got the near
Buy by the square, sell it by the o
I run through snow a reindeer
The cool kid, got the heads nose red like 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 on my toes 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 eight to the corner
My strip like a hall
And I ball I been in the sport
My trigger itching like it got genital warts
play around with him boy (why's that)
Cause Cass is a pain in the ass like
Faggot!