Ruff Ryders, Ryders Ryde or Die, 2
(Tugboats, over)
Ahh It's the second time motherfucker! 2, Ryde or Die, biatch! Gangsta nigga and we 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) Where you (West coast) You gon' hold it (Please believe it nigga) said then nigga (hold up, biatch)
Mmm, let's make this Shine yo' and load yo' pistols Pull out yo credentials cause thislll be the for the fictitial Dogg and Big Swizz'll, nigga blow the whistle Smokin on some bomb-beeda secondhand getcha, hitcha, and make you all get the picture Dig this, when was the last you seen me posted up West coasted up and on some Remi? Believe me, it ain't easy been (nah it ain't) wit these jealous rap niggaz and punk ass breezies Man, I couldn't what they told me when I first came in the game but done changed it what you want to, keep the heat up on it East, Beach, California, spinnin like a 'Tona Bangin on the corner, hot like a so you to back up off me or I kick this ? on ya
State yo' yungsta (Yung Wun!) you representin? (ATL shawty!) You hold it down? (Damn right!) Well nuff said (Ease up, nigga)
Shorty pop a lot, like you got a lot wit all fake ice on his watch, this nigga want to get got Coming to my city wit all that hot shit and his ass click I'ma put somethin in him and bust his wig, I'm on thugged out shit You better be strapped boy, how you love boy, act boy I'ma break yo back boy, wit a bat boy, you at boy Hold up I'm cold hearted, damn right, I get I'm a young'n and here, bitch I'm the hardest You can hoot, hide and talk that I'ma low, keep it real and sho' to come up But when I bite you feel that there, it's real down here Watch your boy, you might get killed down here I'm a Ride or Die nigga, put in your eye nigga Get beside yourself it's bye bye When it come to glock and drop poppin I'm the first to hit the block and go to war wit the cops fuck
State yo' name (Scarface) you representin? (Motherfuckin South) You gon' it down? (You God damn right) Enough then nigga
Heidi-hoe! Scarface and Don, pullin the strings to your Bringin terror wit beretta, I clutch in my palm I'm motherfuckers straight wit mine Guerilla tactics, my enemy die It's worldwide alert for all soldiers Either you Ruff Ryde, Ryde Ruff, or over It's a stick up, so on yo knees, cause I'm sicker disrepect it, you don't disrespect me nigga I'm the one these niggaz call on; negotiations are halted, and the comes for the beatin of the bosses 'em an offer that can't refuse They don't comply, now I'm bout to stank these fools Fool, I guess these niggaz they can't be moved Realizie they don't scare like they thank they do You wit me, I gots to fuck wit you War 3 motherfucker, I thought you knew
State yo' gangsta (Jadakiss nigga) you representin? (East coast dawg) You gon' hold it down? (Why I?) Enough said then (Let's go)
If you fuckin wit the 'Kiss, you gon' breathe The only I lick in the air is New Year's Eve Sonny from "Bronx Tale," you can't Get on yo' cheek then you meant to die Cause when the gun start then my temperature rise You know my 20 niggaz wit 40 Cals 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 through the looking for enemies niggaz sound sick and Jada the remedy Get shot in yo' eyes and Can't see can't talk when you wit the heart of New York And that's fouler swallowin pork And to wit the feds dog you know I the prowler to court Toast on my lap, got the East on my back, UH
How many must I tell you motherfuckers We ain't industry We in the streets niggas! You right! Ruff forever, yeah bitch, now what?
Ride or die, you talk it, we it (East COAST!) So ride or die, you want it, we it (West COAST!) so ride or die, you it, we end it (Dirty SOUTH!) So ride or die, you it, we live it (Mid WEST!) So or die, you want it, we give it (Ruff RYDERS!) So or die, you start it, we end it (Biatch!)
[ad for 8 seconds] Beatz] Yeah, Double are - Ruff Ryders!