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Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ryders roll
wanna try Niggas lie Then wonder why Niggas die All I know is All I is rain How can I mad shit on my brain? I to violence My niggas move in Like you don't know our style is New niggas - the wildest My is wit' it You it? Come and get it Took it, then we it You fuckin' we did it What the you gonna do When we run up on Fuckin' wit' the wrong Don't know what we goin' I'm a have to show How easily we blow When you find out some more niggas That's with your niggas Nothin' we handle Break it up and Light it up like a Just 'cause I stand you Put my shit on you bussin' grapes Think you weight? Then you met the apes
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
Is niggas crazy? I'll bust you and be Stop actin' a baby Mind your business, Nosy get it, too When you see me at you You know I'm to get rid of you Yeah, I know pitiful That's how get down my niggas split round Make y'all kiss ground Just for shit, clown Oh, you think it's Then you don't me, money It's to get ugly Fuck it, dog, I'm I guess you know that mean Come up off green niggas or a fiend Don't make it a scene Give a dog a a dog alone Let a dog And he'll find his way of the brave My is a cage And yo, I'm a Till my home is a I'm a paper It's all about the Bitches caught the Then how wanna rape us
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ryders roll
Look you done started for it, you got it Had it, should shot it Now you're departed Get at me, dog; did I rip this one here, I flip shit Niggas know I kick shit gonna be some slick shit What was look for When I walked in the Oh, you thought you was Boom! Not 'Cause now you on the Wishin' you saw Me walk through door With four-four Now time for bed Two more to the Got the red Yeah, that nigga's Another unsolved Is goin' down in Niggas ain't never did to me Bitch ass niggas get to me Gots to make the Got a to prove Gotta 'em grove Got 'em all "ooo" So the time You hear this rhyme Try to keep mind On pussy and prime
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Talk is mothafucka!