It's the greatest (Ruff Ryders) Make you throw your up you rep your hood, now scream Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I think I'm getting why these hate me 'Cause I've been putting pressure on lately And I'm here pressure bust pipes kinda With that said I apologize to BP But to the of yall it's no courtesy I'm not a ? of you burden me generation at the double 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, with me with no ? This niggas is and beef steady talkin' bout they go HAM You confused you meat I got Swizz feelin' like Dre when he made Deep I'm the next Double R meal Make like a of cards nigga, deal wit' it!
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My dope like the methadone clinic Pull on the Phantom you see a don in it Glove box you might see the in it the firearm, am I wrong with it I drop the roof to be by the sun Relay my and remastered every one Nigga's wonderin' where the f-ck at? I'm on hittin' everybody back Drag to the dash I aint to claim shit I still got the same crown I came wit' If I had to do it all again, I wouldn't change Now I'ma shine when the get thick nigga
[Sheek G, ayo All the girls go round the ouside Porsche or Range meet me in the ride Windows on jet black you ain't hide Donnie, Ramone, Bobby Backlund This my throne cranberry silver patron, they me Hat back like I'm 15 clean Nice blue sitting on the Louie I used to run base and I don't that A long way from Dr Jays and I still like hoodrats some Pop off you ever seen Ak's Top down, Eddie and the old J's (whoa) killin' that UFO It took a little while but gon blow Hater seen nope, Donnie on the go Might as well call me butter cause on a roll
Ayo, personally I think I'm underrated if else I ask around, you Jada is something else Muthaf-ck who they know it's the kid with the bars and cool aid flow It's a couple I aint got rid of yet But it aint no rush, niggas is like the back of the cigarette Holla when it's for the blood to get spilled I only negotiate for 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' all over the globe In the Range all road and the whips is lavish Double R mob life,
You me, playing kiss with your bitch She can call time, trio on ya bitch Shoot 'em in the mouth, bet you he aint gon with 3 bad niggas Telling your girl of tea bag niggas She's wavvy we ADHD, know where the be On the scale the guns off safety Eyes hazy, mansion Mercedes by killers, OG, crack babies Loading up the nine, say a dime Two blunts in the 749 Red wine avocado, salad the lambs ? head honcho, rocking the Way out in Mexico, 10 for the let you place the decimel Turn ya ass
You the next nigga, I'm the ex Name still ringing bells so f-ck the nigga I do shit for real Y'all niggas is acting, I'm old school Andre the giant and Bob Backlund Cats aint never been to ever with the dawg, whatever the weather I come through, niggas bow down like praying I'm just tryna understand what these fools are Don't make me, better take me outta here This is it came down to, f-ck outta here Cats gotta fear, a nigga me I come through in beast mode New York to AZ Bitch you fucking crazy, Dog aint got it Dog gon hit it, as soon as y'all I'ma scratch to the death, til there's half of 'em I'ma of 'em left, til the last of my breath