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Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
Niggas try wanna lie Then wonder why wanna die All I know is All I feel is How can I With mad on my brain? I resort to My niggas in silence you don't know what our style is New York - the wildest My niggas is it You want it? and get it it, then we split it You fuckin' we did it What the you gonna do When we run up on Fuckin' the wrong crew Don't know we goin' through I'm a to show niggas How we blow niggas When you find out there's some more That's with your niggas Nothin' we can't Break it up and Light it up a candle Just 'cause I can't you Put my shit on you bussin' grapes Think you weight? Then you haven't met the
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff roll Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
Is y'all niggas I'll you and be swazy Stop actin' a baby Mind your business, people get it, too When you see me at you You know I'm to get rid of you Yeah, I know it's That's how niggas get Watch my niggas split Make niggas kiss ground Just for talkin' shit, Oh, you it's funny Then you don't know me, It's about to get it, dog, I'm hungry I guess you know what mean up off that green Five or a fiend Don't make it a murder Give a dog a Leave a dog Let a dog And he'll find his way Home of the My home is a And yo, I'm a my home is a grave I'm a pull all about the papers Bitches caught the Then how wanna rape us
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll
Look what you started for it, you got it Had it, should have it Now you're departed Get at me, dog; did I rip this one here, I flip shit Niggas know when I kick gonna be some slick shit What was look for When I walked in the Oh, you you was raw? Boom! Not 'Cause now you on the you never saw Me walk through that that four-four Now time for bed Two to the head Got the red Yeah, that dead Another mystery Is down in history Niggas never did shit to me ass niggas can't get to me Gots to the move Got a to prove Gotta make 'em Got 'em all "ooo" So the time You hear this rhyme Try to keep mind On pussy and prime
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up is cheap mothafucka!