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Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
Niggas try wanna lie Then niggas why Niggas die All I know is All I feel is How can I mad shit on my brain? I to violence My move in silence Like you don't know what our is New York niggas - the My is wit' it You it? Come and get it Took it, we split it You fuckin' we did it the fuck you gonna do When we run up on Fuckin' the wrong crew Don't know what we through I'm a to show niggas How we blow niggas When you find out there's more niggas That's runnin' with your Nothin' we handle it up and dismantle Light it up a candle Just 'cause I can't you Put my on tapes Like you grapes Think you weight? Then you met the apes
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
Is niggas crazy? I'll bust you and be Stop like a baby Mind business, lady Nosy get it, too When you see me at you You know I'm to get rid of you Yeah, I it's pitiful That's how niggas get Watch my split round Make y'all kiss ground Just for talkin' shit, Oh, you it's funny you don't know me, money It's to get ugly Fuck it, dog, I'm I guess you know what that Come up off green Five or a fiend Don't it a murder scene a dog a bone Leave a dog Let a dog And find his way home Home of the My is a cage And yo, I'm a Till my is a grave I'm a paper all about the papers Bitches the papers Then how wanna rape us
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff roll
Look you done started for it, you got it Had it, should shot it Now dearly departed Get at me, did I rip shit? this one here, I flip shit Niggas know I kick shit It's be some slick shit was that look for When I in the door? Oh, you thought you was Boom! Not 'Cause now you on the Wishin' you saw Me walk through door that four-four Now time for bed Two more to the Got the red Yeah, nigga's dead unsolved mystery Is down in history Niggas ain't did shit to me ass niggas can't get to me Gots to make the Got a point to Gotta 'em grove Got 'em all "ooo" So the time You hear this rhyme Try to keep mind On pussy and prime
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop is cheap mothafucka!