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Ruff Ryders, Ryders
Ryde or Die, 2

(Tugboats, over)

Ahh
the second time around motherfucker!
Volume 2, or Die, biatch!
Gangsta nigga and we rock this motherfucker, you dig me?
We the square of the motherfuckin streets!
Double R, you sons of bitches!
Yeah!

State yo' gangsta (Big Snoop Dogg)
Where you (West coast)
You gon' hold it down? (Please it nigga)
Enough said nigga (hold up, biatch)

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

State yo' yungsta (Yung Wun!)
Where you (ATL shawty!)
You gon' it down? (Damn right!)
Well nuff then (Ease up, nigga)

Shorty pop a lot, like you got a lot
wit all that fake ice on his watch, nigga want to get got
Coming to my city wit all that hot shit and his fake ass
I'ma put somethin in him and bust his wig, I'm on some thugged out
You be strapped boy, how you love that 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 and down here, bitch I'm the hardest
You can hoot, hide and talk shit
I'ma stay low, keep it and sho' to come up
But when I bite you gone feel that there, it's real down
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 cockin and drop
I'm the to hit the block and go to war wit the cops fuck nigga

State yo' name (Scarface)
Where you (Motherfuckin South)
You gon' it down? (You God damn right)
said then nigga

Heidi-hoe! Scarface and Don, the strings to your alarm
terror wit this beretta, I clutch in my palm
I'm scarin straight wit mine
tactics, guranteein my enemy die
It's worldwide army alert for all
Either you Ruff Ryde, Ruff, or roll over
It's a stick up, so on yo knees, cause I'm sicker
Don't it, you don't disrespect me nigga
I'm the one these niggaz call on; when are halted,
and the time for the beatin of the bosses
Make 'em an offer that can't
They don't comply, well now I'm 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 fuck wit me, I gots to wit you
World War 3 motherfucker, I thought you

State yo' gangsta (Jadakiss nigga)
Where you (East coast dawg)
You hold it down? (Why wouldn't I?)
Enough then nigga (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
Cause when the gun start then my temperature rise
You know my 20 niggaz wit 40 Cals
Nine ago you was hollerin shorty wild
Now I'm in the rap game these honies out
Never left the crack still on a money route
I run through the industry for enemies
Y'all niggaz sound and Jada the remedy
Get in yo' eyes and mouth
Can't see can't talk when you fuckin wit the heart of New
And fouler that swallowin pork
And to fuck wit the dog
you know I the prowler to court
Toast on my lap, got the East on my back, UH

How many times I tell you motherfuckers
We industry niggaz
We in the niggas! You motherfuckin right!
Ryders 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 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 want it, we it (Ruff RYDERS!)
So ride or die, you it, we end it (Biatch!)

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[Swizz
Yeah, are motherfuckers - Ruff Ryders!