Yeah you know how we do it, Flex, Big Kap, Def Jam The Tunnel, Ruff Ryders, go baby
Ruff (We in here!) Ruff Ryders (We here!) Ryders (Ain't goin nowhere, Ain't hidin nowhere, runnin nowhere)
Ya'll laughin, when we comin, we the cabinets parts we baggin, we ain't comin for the crack We come to crack backs and ? over hair dew Spit rays, pop off C's and niggaz fades I in a Mustang, bust my heat in the rain Till they get a stain Y'all niggaz of me, probably wanna murder me I'll pull up on ya block and turn your white burgundy Let's see surgery
Watch the first as she rides Rougher than the rest of bitches What it take for to hush they mouth This one Come on clown prove it's still an Streets is ours, have ya homies weepin cause they you it was a game when I said the dogs would get you Heard you fucked up cause bit you Flex what the real is why he deal wit Ruff baby droppin bombs nigga feel this
Ruff (We in here!) Ryders (We stayin here!) Ruff (Ain't goin nowhere, hidin nowhere, ain't runnin nowhere)
Why ya'll braggin, I'm here choppin and baggin And I don't want the drop so I'm choppin the wagon Dark navy blue six speed, six Even if this shit crash, feel Six Flags And ya'll cant block my shells I'm in jail the C.O. don't lock my cell Before any rap group, we was the L.O.X. I'll a hundred dollars on the whole blocks books And know the block shook, when I by Niggaz like you they rather not look I inspired niggaz to flow I'ma always get money so I admire ya'll niggas that Ask ya self who the out right now Put ice up lets get on the mic right now Clown, I'm the top cat it stops at Where and thunder at And niggaz is under that
If you runnin the P. you gonna get your turn Tuck my gun while its hot to feel my dick hair Might come through the spot where the and what Body to block and hot wanna the Bacardi wit I aint never a bike but I ride on the back Rob wit a gat, shit I still wit my craps If you wanna go to war we can it up Escalate and it up, what?
Ruff (We in here!) Ruff Ryders (We here!) Ruff (Ain't goin no where, hidin no where, ain't runnin no where)
If you like Sheek, you hold heat and no one yo' gun and leave the body where no one go I pack some shit for any of situation time I don't pack heat is on vacation Ands that's the dryer next to the Playstation I'm big but I use shit to you quick And I don't unless chicks do bad on my dick Flex know I bring hot to the spot
What would you rather have the 10 you found or the 5 you Became a man at 6 cause at 5 you Don't take nothin for granted death Man of the house cause you the last nigga see how it's going dizzy with the shit so we can a rhyme Hope the Lord got your soul your ass is mine Every time you turn around know that I be right there East turned to West coast, cravin for the Don't a fuck about what you sling you ain't slingin that shit, or bringin that shit Up the hill, but you singin that shit Talkin shit like you know what its to walk this shit Get on some shit So you know what niggaz rule New York and I'm just thinkin all the business and how to ya'll niggaz All the families that I got lightin for niggaz Breathin revelence, grandmothers out and need the sedatives Mom huggin the wishin that she raised a better kid
Beatz] Y'all niggaz I'll put your where your muthafuckin back was Im tired of niggaz actors know what y'all gonna get And y'all niggaz know damn well who fuckin wit Little slim nigga like me, big gun this And my gun bust and gun never I'm the nigga that ya miss Christmas When we go to court you know shit
x4 Ruff (We in here!) Ruff (We stayin here!) Ryders (Ain't goin nowhere, Ain't hidin nowhere, runnin nowhere)