It's the greatest (Ruff Ryders) Make you your bike's up you rep your hood, now scream Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I think I'm getting why muthaf-ckers hate me 'Cause I've been pressure on errything lately And I'm pressure bust pipes kinda easy With that 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 double R up Ii'm the next that's gon' make 'em throw they bikes up I literally had million's me On the stage dudes to a mockery Get it, copy me with no ? This niggas is and beef steady talkin' bout they go HAM You confused you lover I got Swizz like Dre when he made Deep Cover I'm the next Double R ticket Make like a of cards 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 might see the in it Underneath the firearm, am I with it I drop the roof to be by the sun Relay my and remastered every one Nigga's wonderin' the f-ck Drag at? I'm on Twitter hittin' everybody Drag to the I aint back to claim shit I still got the same I first came wit' If I had to do it all again, I wouldn't change Now I'ma shine the rain get thick nigga
[Sheek G, ayo All the pretty girls go the ouside Porsche or Range Rover meet me in the Windows on jet you ain't gotta hide Donnie, Razor Ramone, Backlund This my cranberry silver patron, they love me Hat back I'm 15 face clean Nice jeans sitting on the Louie I used to run and I don't mean that A long way from Dr and Conways I like hoodrats some Beyonces 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 as well call me butter cause Donnie on a roll
Ayo, I think I'm underrated if nothing else I ask around, you Jada is something else Muthaf-ck who they know it's the kid with the diesel bars and cool aid It's a couple I aint got rid of yet But it aint no rush, niggas is butt like the of the cigarette Holla when it's for the blood to get spilled I only negotiate for thugs to get Hustler, artist, CEO, on the low, blowin' strawberry dro Sling cane til cut off my hands, other than that I'ma spit til they cut off my glands Got work all the stove money all over the globe In the all over road and the whips is lavish Double R mob life,
You me, playing kiss with your bitch She can call time, running trio on ya 'em in the mouth, bet you he aint gon snitch F-ckin' 3 bad niggas Telling your girl of tea bag niggas She's wavvy we ADHD, where the weight be On the scale with the guns off Eyes hazy, money mansion Surrounded by killers, OG, babies Loading up the nine, dont say a Two blunts in the 749 Red avocado, salad with the lambs ? honcho, rocking the poncho Way out in Mexico, 10 for the bird let you the decimel Turn ya ass
You the next nigga, I'm the ex Name still bells so f-ck the rest nigga I do shit for real Y'all is acting, I'm old school like Andre the giant and Bob Backlund Cats aint never been to ever F-ck the dawg, whatever the weather I come through, niggas bow down like Muslims I'm just tryna understand what fools are saying make me, somebody 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 mode from New York to AZ you fucking crazy, thinking 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 last of 'em left, til the of my breath