It's the greatest (Ruff Ryders) Make you throw bike's up Make you rep hood, now scream Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I think I'm getting why these muthaf-ckers me 'Cause I've been pressure on errything lately And I'm here pressure pipes kinda easy that being said I apologize to BP But to the rest of yall it's no I'm not a ? none of you me Next generation at the R lights up Ii'm the next nigga that's gon' make 'em they bikes up I had million's watching me On the stage turning to a mockery Get it, copy me with no ? This niggas is chickens and steady talkin' bout they go HAM You confused you meat I got Swizz feelin' like Dre when he Deep Cover I'm the Double R meal ticket Make like a deck of nigga, deal wit' it!
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My flow like the methadone clinic Pull on the Phantom you see a don in it Glove box you see the Kuran in it the firearm, am I wrong with it I drop the to be captured by the sun my bars and remastered every one Nigga's where the f-ck Drag at? I'm on Twitter hittin' back Drag to the dash I back to claim shit I still got the same I first came wit' If I had to do it all again, I wouldn't shit Now I'ma shine the rain get thick nigga
[Sheek G, ayo All the pretty girls go round the Porsche or Rover meet me in the ride Windows on jet black you ain't hide Donnie, Razor Ramone, Backlund This my throne cranberry patron, they love me Hat like I'm 15 face clean Nice jeans sitting on the Louie I used to run base and I mean that A way from Dr Jays and Conways I still like hoodrats some Pop off you aint' seen Ak's Top down, Eddie and the old J's (whoa) Donnie killin' UFO It took a little while but gon blow Hater seen nope, Donnie on the go Might as well call me butter Donnie on a roll
Ayo, I think I'm underrated if nothing else I ask around, they you Jada is something who they know it's the kid with the diesel bars and cool aid flow It's a couple dudes I got rid of yet But it aint no rush, niggas is butt like the of the cigarette Holla when it's time for the to get spilled I only for thugs to get killed Hustler, artist, CEO, on the low, blowin' strawberry dro Sling cane til they cut off my hands, than that I'ma spit pain til cut off my glands Got work all the stove Gettin' money all over the In the Range all road Cribs and the whips is R mob life, kiss
You know me, playing kiss with your She can call time, running trio on ya Shoot 'em in the mouth, bet you he aint gon F-ckin' 3 bad niggas Telling girl full of tea bag niggas She's wavvy we ADHD, know the weight be On the scale with the guns off Eyes hazy, mansion Mercedes Surrounded by killers, OG, babies Loading up the nine, say a dime Two blunts in the 749 Red wine avocado, with the lambs ? honcho, rocking the poncho Way out in Mexico, 10 for the let you place the decimel ya ass vegetable
You the nigga, I'm the ex nigga Name still bells so f-ck the rest nigga I do this shit for niggas is acting, I'm old school like Andre the giant and Bob Backlund Cats aint never able to ever with the dawg, whatever the weather I come through, niggas bow like Muslims praying I'm just tryna what these fools are saying make me, somebody better take me outta here This is what it came down to, outta here Cats gotta fear, a like me I come through in beast from New York to AZ you fucking crazy, thinking Dog aint got it Dog gon hit it, as as y'all slide I'ma scratch to the death, til half of 'em left I'ma last of 'em left, til the of my breath