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Swizz
See y'all understand us you know
Ruff Ryderz is a
Ruff Ryderz....Ruff Ryderz...Ruff
go...Swizz Beatz

DMX
This is the darkest shit, shit
Hittin wit the hardest shit, 'cause we started shit
Wit kidz I knew my friendz all turned against me
Said fuck it, bought me a dog since me and my dog has been like this
He got my I got his, schemin on mad niggaz
how we do bidz
It's about time to another, robbin spree
'cause yo, my way is highway,
I was up north since 16 I was sendin niggaz home in a coffin
Livin a orphan, you bad nigga?
I'll be back to see if you'll be here
You my style will put yo fuckin man, in a wheelchair
He'll walk again, on the strength of me
Dats how I him G, scared to death of me
cannot run, hit wit da hot one
From the shotgun, catz was close how we got done...

Eve
Yo yo,
My believe in me
Petty thugz hide yo cake, teasin me
I show love to, all my bitches hustlin one'z, tussle wit
Makin moves, to none, I locked it, huh
a sudden move you got bit
Flooded wit the R, real street shit
Da blond bandit, you got gunz, hand it
Turn my face when I bust a
'cause I don't sunblock
Ask if the fire is hot (Flame On baby)
Shit pop shellz, fall three feet, roll over and
We warn niggaz that we comin, we total the block
We scorn niggaz they mothers, then we wet up they socks
Red dot, excapin on a radar, to seashore, then out
And buy out till we see far
In game, we beat y'all, you got money?
Keep y'alls, for us be tearin tryin to hide, then tear out
Beat

And you can come see me if you to
Get gramz for the night
I can get it for you raw, gray, tan or white
Fuck rap yo, I'd rather be plannin the
Somewhere hot on a wave runner, wit dykes
the haze, while all of em givin me brains
One at a time, y'all start the front of the line
But wanna contact me, and get wit me
And still end up bein mad I charge 50
And as for you suckaz, you can keep rapz
And yo awardz, my son can't eat those plaques
I never was shipped but some I never forget
Like if you spent three you garanteed to make six
Drove the Benz off the lot and dusted her off
Tints, rims, stashed, the governer off
Even the catz be hatin still be lovin the dogz
'cause know that the double R's comin for war
Wha

You ain't to die, then why should you live?
'cause when I bustin the gunz you hidin the kids
And the still ridin wit clips, survivin wit bricks
We on the 4th you got to die on the 5th
Like I wasnt hustlin dope or robbin the
Starvin or not, the cheek, palmin the glock
I which nigga could I watch wit a watch
I like to knock off my then I pull off a heist
Put it together, double it twice shit is my life
Catch me wit a .45, hot pair of
And red dice, like, give me the bank or gimmie yo face
Gimmie a shank Holiday(Uh)
The hooptie's in the front but the truck is a away
wanna ride tommorow when they'll probabaly die today
'cause da hollow the gunz
Then at son (I feel you nigga)
And when he go to back, niggaz swallowin one

Y'all dem bust in them crowd niggaz and hit
When you should aim for them niggaz that took yo
They there, but you scared that they gon bust
Cause they crazy, but crazy niggaz like us
See I'm one shot thru the like Cupid
niggaz might be crazy, but y'all not stupid
It's 99, I'm killin you, and kid
Fuck Scarface, watch me, I'm mo to see
the muthafuckaz that y'all see on T.V.
And fuck what you heard, how Sheek get down
Comes the gun, shit, I'm wit one on me now
You neva know, what could walk in the studio
Talkin shit, and gon be more than the amps that blow
I'll pour gas on yo skin and yo shit detach
Wit a book of matches, now dats when you met yo
And the worst for you is for me to have a gun when I'm thirsty
turn niggaz more Holy Man, than Eddie Murphy
And I deal wit mo bricks than that do in Jersey
I got call cops niggaz, I got autops niggaz, bust you and slide
Wit of 6-drop niggaz
Pop niggaz, easy Ox niggaz, get knocked
Say I smoked niggaz
Drug program, hit the streetz and cop 56 mo
Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin wit the fam and dats

Hey yo boy, whats the difference between fire and
You drown or die off torture, cause yo skins of ya
And watch ya burn off fat, dog I'm off the
Could put a comb to my mouth and yo bitch a perm wit that
Keep shellz in the envelopes 'cause I'll out bullets
More blood that a riot on a jailhouse
Buck 40, got a 20 wit the semi, when it hit you
You gon do a 360 pretty
When I burn you to a you gon be crunchier than chips
Wit my hand all up in the bag, munchin on this
Bit by bit, clip by clip and every block by block is on brick
So I got knots on knots, got thingz pop yo top
And double R spot yo block wit 16 shots and watch drop
And ain't nobody up, lest they in the wheelchair
Sittin up or spittin up, either way I give a fuck