Ruff Ryders, Ryders Ryde or Die, 2
(Tugboats, over)
Ahh the second time around motherfucker! Volume 2, or Die, biatch! Gangsta and we gon' rock this motherfucker, you dig me? We the root of the motherfuckin streets! Double R, you cocksuckin of bitches! Yeah!
State yo' name gangsta (Big Dogg) you representin? (West coast) You gon' it down? (Please believe it nigga) Enough said nigga (hold up, biatch)
Mmm, make this official Shine yo' boots and load yo' Pull out yo best cause thislll be the for the fictitial Doggy Dogg and Big Swizz'll, nigga blow the Smokin on some secondhand smoke getcha, hitcha, and make you all get the picture Dig this, was the last time you seen me posted up West coasted up and on some Remi? me, it ain't easy been Deezy (nah it ain't) wit these jealous rap niggaz and these ass breezies Man, I couldn't remember they told me when I first came in the game but thangs done Call it what you want to, the heat up on it East, Long Beach, California, spinnin like a Bangin on the corner, hot like a so you best to back up off me or I this ? on ya
State yo' name (Yung Wun!) you representin? (ATL shawty!) You hold it down? (Damn right!) Well nuff then (Ease up, nigga)
pop a lot, actin like you got a lot wit all that fake ice on his watch, this want to get got Coming to my wit all that hot shit and his fake ass click I'ma put somethin in him and bust his wig, I'm on some out shit You better be strapped boy, how you that boy, act boy break yo back boy, wit a bat boy, where you at boy Hold up I'm cold hearted, damn right, I get I'm a and down here, bitch I'm the hardest You can hoot, hide and talk that I'ma stay low, it real and sho' to come up But when I bite you gone that there, it's real down here Watch mouth boy, you might get killed down here I'm a Ride or Die nigga, put in your eye nigga Get beside yourself bye bye nigga When it come to glock cockin and poppin I'm the first to hit the block and go to war wit the cops nigga
State yo' name (Scarface) Where you (Motherfuckin South) You gon' hold it (You God damn right) Enough said nigga
Heidi-hoe! Scarface and Don, pullin the strings to alarm Bringin terror wit beretta, I clutch in my palm I'm motherfuckers straight wit mine Guerilla tactics, my enemy die It's worldwide army for all soldiers Either you Ruff Ryde, Ryde Ruff, or roll It's a stick up, so on yo knees, cause I'm sicker Don't disrepect it, you don't disrespect me I'm the one these niggaz on; when negotiations are halted, and the comes for the beatin of the bosses Make 'em an offer can't refuse They comply, well now I'm bout to stank these fools Fool, I guess these think they can't be moved Realizie they don't scare niggaz they thank they do You wit me, I gots to fuck wit you War 3 motherfucker, I thought you knew
State yo' name (Jadakiss nigga) Where you (East coast dawg) You gon' it down? (Why wouldn't I?) Enough said then (Let's go)
If you wit the 'Kiss, you ain't gon' breathe The only I lick in the air is New Year's Eve Sonny "Bronx Tale," you can't leave Get kissed on yo' then you meant to die Cause when the gun start then my temperature rise You know my style 20 niggaz wit 40 Nine years ago you was hollerin shorty Now I'm in the rap game twistin these out Never left the crack game still on a route I run the industry looking for enemies niggaz sound sick and Jada the remedy Get shot in yo' and mouth Can't see can't talk you fuckin wit the heart of New York And fouler that swallowin pork And to wit the feds dog you I push the prowler to court Toast on my lap, got the Coast on my back, UH
How many times must I you motherfuckers We ain't industry We in the niggas! You motherfuckin right! Ruff forever, yeah bitch, now what?
or die, you talk it, we live it (East COAST!) So ride or die, you want it, we it (West COAST!) so or die, you start it, we end it (Dirty SOUTH!) So ride or die, you it, we live it (Mid WEST!) So ride or die, you it, we give it (Ruff RYDERS!) So or die, you start it, we end it (Biatch!)
[ad libs for 8 Beatz] Yeah, Double are motherfuckers - Ryders!