It's the world's (Ruff Ryders) Make you throw your up Make you rep hood, now scream Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I think I'm getting why these hate me 'Cause I've been pressure on errything lately And I'm here bust pipes kinda easy With that being I apologize to BP But to the rest of yall it's no I'm not a ? none of you me generation at the double R lights up Ii'm the next nigga that's gon' make 'em throw bikes up I had million's watching me On the stage turning dudes to a Get it, copy me with no ? This niggas is chickens and beef steady bout they go HAM You confused you meat I got Swizz feelin' like Dre when he made Cover I'm the Double R meal ticket Make like a of cards nigga, deal wit' it!
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My flow dope the methadone clinic on the Phantom when you see a don in it Glove box you might see the in it Underneath the firearm, am I wrong it I drop the to be captured by the sun Relay my bars and every one wonderin' where the f-ck Drag at? I'm on hittin' everybody back to the dash I aint back to claim shit I still got the same crown I came wit' If I had to do it all again, I change shit Now I'ma when the rain get thick nigga
[Sheek G, ayo All the pretty girls go the ouside Porsche or Rover meet me in the ride Windows on jet black you gotta hide Donnie, Razor Ramone, Bobby This my throne cranberry silver patron, love me Hat back like I'm 15 clean Nice blue sitting on the Louie I used to run and I don't mean that A long way from Dr Jays and I like hoodrats some Beyonces Pop off you aint' ever seen Top down, Levert and the old J's (whoa) killin' that UFO It took a while but Donnie gon blow Hater Sheek nope, Donnie on the go Might as well call me butter Donnie on a roll
Ayo, personally I think I'm if nothing else I ask around, they you Jada is something Muthaf-ck who they know it's the kid with the diesel bars and aid flow a couple dudes I aint got rid of yet But it aint no rush, niggas is butt the back of the cigarette Holla it's time for the blood to get spilled I only negotiate for thugs to get Hustler, artist, CEO, on the low, blowin' Kiwi dro Sling cane til they cut off my hands, other that spit pain til they cut off my glands Got work all over the money all over the globe In the all over road Cribs and the whips is Double R mob life,
You know me, playing kiss with bitch She can call time, trio on ya bitch Shoot 'em in the mouth, bet you he aint gon F-ckin' with 3 bad Telling your girl full of tea bag She's we crazy ADHD, where the weight be On the scale with the off safety hazy, money mansion Mercedes Surrounded by killers, OG, crack up the nine, dont say a dime Two in the Watson 749 Red wine avocado, salad the lambs ? head honcho, rocking the Way out in Mexico, 10 for the bird let you place the Turn ya ass
You the next nigga, I'm the ex Name still ringing bells so f-ck the rest I do this shit for Y'all niggas is acting, I'm old school like Andre the giant and Bob aint never been able to ever F-ck with the dawg, whatever the I come through, niggas bow down like praying I'm just tryna understand what these are saying Don't make me, somebody better take me outta This is what it down to, f-ck outta here gotta fear, a nigga like me I come through in mode from New York to AZ Bitch you fucking crazy, thinking Dog got it Dog gon hit it, as soon as y'all I'ma scratch to the death, til half of 'em left I'ma last of 'em left, til the last of my