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Ruff Ryders, Ryders
or Die, Volume 2

(Tugboats, over)

Ahh
It's the time around motherfucker!
Volume 2, or Die, biatch!
nigga and we gon' rock this motherfucker, you dig me?
We the square root of the streets!
Double R, you cocksuckin of bitches!
Yeah!

State yo' name (Big Snoop Dogg)
Where you (West coast)
You gon' hold it (Please believe it nigga)
Enough said then (hold up, biatch)

Mmm, let's make this
Shine yo' boots and load yo'
Pull out yo best credentials thislll
be the for the fictitial
Doggy Dogg and Big Swizz'll, nigga blow the
Smokin on some bomb-beeda smoke
will getcha, hitcha, and make you all get the
Dig this, when was the last you seen me
posted up West coasted up and sippin on some
Believe me, it ain't been Deezy (nah it ain't)
wit these jealous rap niggaz and punk ass breezies
Man, I couldn't what they told me
I first came in the game but thangs done changed
Call it you want to, keep the heat up on it
East, Long Beach, California, like a 'Tona
Bangin on the corner, hot a sauna
so you best to back up off me or I this ? on ya

yo' name yungsta (Yung Wun!)
Where you (ATL shawty!)
You gon' hold it (Damn right!)
Well said then (Ease up, nigga)

Shorty pop a lot, actin 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
break yo back boy, wit a bat boy, where you at boy
Hold up I'm cold hearted, right, I get retarded
I'm a young'n and down here, bitch I'm the
You can hoot, hide and talk shit
I'ma stay low, it real and sho' to come up
But I bite you gone feel that there, it's real down here
Watch your mouth boy, you might get killed down
I'm a Ride or Die nigga, put somethin in eye nigga
Get yourself it's bye bye nigga
When it come to glock cockin and drop
I'm the first to hit the block and go to war wit the cops nigga

yo' name gangsta (Scarface)
Where you (Motherfuckin South)
You hold it down? (You God damn right)
Enough said then

Heidi-hoe! Scarface and Don, pullin the strings to your
Bringin terror wit this beretta, I clutch in my
I'm scarin motherfuckers wit mine
tactics, guranteein my enemy die
It's worldwide army for all soldiers
you Ruff Ryde, Ryde Ruff, or roll over
It's a stick up, so down on yo knees, I'm sicker
Don't disrepect it, you don't disrespect me
I'm the one niggaz call on; when negotiations are halted,
and the comes for the beatin of the bosses
Make 'em an that can't refuse
They don't comply, well now I'm bout to stank fools
Fool, I guess niggaz think they can't be moved
Realizie they scare niggaz like they thank they do
You fuck wit me, I gots to wit you
World War 3 motherfucker, I thought you

yo' name gangsta (Jadakiss nigga)
Where you representin? (East dawg)
You gon' it down? (Why wouldn't I?)
Enough said then (Let's go)

If you fuckin wit the 'Kiss, you gon' breathe
The only time I lick in the air is New Eve
from "Bronx Tale," you can't leave
Get on yo' cheek then you meant to die
when the gun start poppin then my temperature rise
You know my style 20 wit 40 Cals
Nine years ago you was shorty wild
Now I'm in the rap game twistin these out
Never left the game still on a money route
I run the industry looking for enemies
Y'all niggaz sound sick and the remedy
Get shot in yo' and mouth
Can't see can't talk when you fuckin wit the of New York
And that's fouler that pork
And to fuck wit the dog
you know I push the to court
on my lap, got the East Coast on my back, UH

How times must I tell you motherfuckers
We ain't niggaz
We in the niggas! You motherfuckin right!
Ruff forever, yeah bitch, now what?

Ride or die, you it, we live it (East COAST!)
So ride or die, you it, we give 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 ride or die, you want it, we it (Ruff RYDERS!)
So or die, you start it, we end it (Biatch!)

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