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

Hey yo, jay hood bitch respect 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 and their grill come out
you and fuck your mans
If I don't you in the dome
I'm a leave clips in diaphragm
I'm the hood
Puff instead of chocolate
Stay from chumps and cowards cause they gossip
And I'm a stay on the like stop signs
With a pack of them creamy colored rocks and the nine
When you of the hardest nigga
Bring name up
D Block bitch, we about to the game chained up
My words too strong, too powerful
And your towel can't dry you when the shower you
Your mad your garbage and your lyrics is boring
And your whip was that same year you was born in

man, Don't worry how many gats this crook has
Just know I strapped like book bags
Bitch is ass
You just off the porch
And me? I'm getting off in court
I could sure your coffin bought
Why you mention a burner?
is a difference between rap and attempting to murder
Talking the shit you and the shit you heard of
You said fuck
is you crazy, bitch?
Before you walk the streets, a few safety tips
Watch who you speaking bout and watch who you 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 toast
The closest you to beef was meat loaf
When we pose with 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 east coast since
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 need a lot to live
You got to get the king the kid
How you think a bitch like me afford to live

a bad bitch, shit 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 crew and make Erykah my "Bag Lady"
You that Squeeze, I know you ain't spitting shells
Your hand shake so it shows up on the Richter scale
I made the huskiest niggas look 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 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 wore it in a room
You and your man would hate how I animated like a cartoon
line, I'm telling 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 with me
And why are balling with wheels if they under fifty

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

I got stash
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, you park 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 go to an art school
I get my on with the glow in the dark jewels
in my shoes, polo in the dark blues
And I spark that the po and the narcs use
Fuckers, y'all stupid or
What's the point in pulling your joint if you ain't at nothing
Dude, fronting will get you banged in the
If you have braces then you know how the banger will
I'm near anything to cake
Just copped the blue with the rectangular face

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

Yeah my nigga, it's bitch, get the name clear
I'm you lame steer got the game near
Buy 'caine by the square, it by the o
I run snow like a reindeer
The cool kid, got the coke heads red like Rudolf
I grind on the strip so hard I got balls
I'd rather a q off then get blue off
That's how I stay on my toes like my off
You dudes are soft, really bitch like Ra
When's it's war I move out like
I'm a boss
I eight balls to the corner
My strip like a pool
And I ball like I 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 hemorrhoids
Faggot!