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 muthaf-ckers hate me 'Cause I've been putting pressure on lately And I'm here pressure pipes kinda easy With that being I apologize to BP But to the rest of yall no courtesy I'm not a ? of you burden me generation at the double R lights up Ii'm the next nigga gon' make 'em throw they bikes up I literally had million's me On the turning dudes to a mockery Get it, copy with me no ? This niggas is chickens and beef talkin' bout they go HAM You you meat lover I got Swizz feelin' Dre when he made Deep Cover I'm the next Double R ticket Make like a deck of cards nigga, deal it!
On]
My flow dope like the clinic Pull on the when you see a don in it box you might see the Kuran in it Underneath the firearm, am I with it I drop the to be captured by the sun my bars and remastered every one Nigga's wonderin' where the Drag at? I'm on hittin' everybody back Drag to the dash I aint back to shit I still got the crown I first came wit' If I had to do it all again, I wouldn't change Now I'ma when the rain get thick nigga
[Sheek G, ayo All the pretty girls go the ouside Porsche or Range meet me in the ride Windows on jet black you gotta hide Donnie, Razor Ramone, Backlund This my cranberry silver patron, they love me Hat back like I'm 15 face Nice blue jeans sitting on the I used to run base and I mean that A long way 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 that UFO It took a while but Donnie gon blow Hater seen nope, Donnie on the go as well call me butter cause Donnie on a roll
Ayo, personally I think I'm if nothing else I ask around, you Jada is something else Muthaf-ck who they know it's the kid 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 the back of the cigarette Holla when it's for the blood to get spilled I negotiate for thugs to get killed Hustler, artist, CEO, on the low, blowin' strawberry dro Sling cane til they cut off my hands, other than I'ma spit pain til cut off my glands Got work all over the Gettin' money all the globe In the Range all road Cribs and the whips is Double R mob life,
You know me, playing kiss your bitch She can call time, running on ya bitch Shoot 'em in the mouth, bet you he gon snitch F-ckin' with 3 bad Telling your full of tea bag niggas She's we crazy 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 in the Watson 749 Red wine avocado, with the lambs ? head honcho, the poncho Way out in Mexico, 10 for the bird let you place the ya ass vegetable
You the next nigga, I'm the ex 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 F-ck with the dawg, the weather I come through, bow down like Muslims praying I'm just understand what these fools are saying Don't make me, somebody better me outta here This is what it came down to, f-ck outta Cats gotta fear, a nigga me I come through in beast mode New York to AZ Bitch you crazy, thinking Dog aint got it Dog gon hit it, as soon as slide I'ma scratch to the death, til half of 'em left I'ma last of 'em left, til the last of my