This thing here is for my people In the streets, (swizz beats),and this thing right will ya ass of ya feet.
Verse one: call me drag-on It's time to Im gonna all To all say turn'em off These i gonna earn'em all Chicken know i be the kernall Cause i burn with the inferno So be careful for i you You learn duke Yeah, i you But i'm gonna you you don't know Ours verse Is a Ruff ryders be the means A lot of Runin' beams To ya'll stop drop right on the scene This nigga is to hot And to For you to tell ya man If two he too will get you bust You We do You can ask But They don't believe us til they violate Is you buyin' Cause that purchase Is under the kid call me drag-on I'm the But get wit' my dogz from yonka's Plus bronx bomba's Spittin' to the gutta But ya all get
Chorus x2: My gon' stop dogz gon' drop Then we Shut'em open up shop First we had'em ooohhhh Now they nnnooo What baby, how ruff ryders roll
Verse jadakiss
i pop up I shop up Pull the up Park a up Hit the put the top up the dro in my sock Then my sock up the burner But if hot put my glock up You know i'm about off get my cock sucked Writin' watchin' scarface in the hot tub What you bet i pull it out If you don't every bullet will go in and out Who you kiss take a piss In a bottle of (crystal) Then give it to a bitch And you ya watch plain flood mine Alligator Trade the coke And one time
3: styles
Ya ain't hearin' me out Til i pop up appear in ya Clearin' it out holiday actin' violent and wild Snatch the wife silence the how we move Kill me, my man you how you lose I ruff I don't like to slide that i sliped And the only helpin' the clip And the clips only my And like who the fuck is ya man i cock back and hop the van r Get a jar Play the in the car Hit the party start a at the bar ya r (rolex) Sell ya shit for some And get the out the dogde
Verse eve
Cats you, my niggaz flippa With the News teams crowd around try to a picture Get wit ya, this runnin'it down to ya quicka Nigga not makin' Betta stay up off the bomb shell Karamel, heavy sayin' i'm they sista Hush ya for i hit ya Sickenin' guys and thugs and bullshitta's Take you for a ride up ya eyes i hit ya Used to be now i'm a ruff ryda Fake niggaz play me When used to ride by ya Snatchin' up ya frontin' know You niggas, hatta's Who that Mind ya business
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Verse 5:
X is gonna hit ya niggaz Leave ya niggaz wit' the dog When you wit' the god Rip niggaz heart Faggot saw Remember me from up I had you scared to My name is ringin' In cells I makin' thugs It ain't hard to You never really it Saw the mic yo jumped in of it Out of i'm gonna hit Which one of you niggaz am i get Thought you what i was gonna spit This time, wit' this By the end of it Ya is gon' be like yo x riped it Did my thing as usual it's never gon' You cats can't be for real i got shit locked not a game or a joke To my or get smoked Simple as that simple as To the all under the coat Now you yo life a dog is a dog for life.