 Ruff Ryder » Lyrics [+ Shtoj +] |
1. _ Maniac
Ladies and gentleman (Ladies and gentleman) One-two, one-two E-V-E, party time [1] - All my East Coast niggaz get all the chips All my West Coast niggaz get all the chips All my Down South niggaz get all the chips All my Ruff Ryder niggaz get all the chips Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Yo, yo whatcha need from a bad bitch, that bitch (Ladies) Don't fuck around if you strapless Real thug hide his money in his mattress See him in the club with his team never stackless Want what we got, shorty got me hot Might have something to do with the drop top Big thang, big man Spotted, your number, your name, got it Freaks out, baby mother sneaking out (Big boys in the back pull your g's out) Thorough chick tell a nigga pile it on Bitches what they call us? (Brick house stallions) Now we feelin' it, drinks all in me Lady but a thug, double shot of Henney Nigga look good, nigga got it all Can help but to speak ("Damn daddy how ya doing?") Babygirl grew up, mommy ain't around Searchin' for a thug in the club to hold me down, ughh Find the one that's running it all Top dog, his game sunning 'em all, huh Whiling out, people piling in (Oh shit, watch out) Damn not again Another nigga knocked out, that's how it go Move to the other side, another drink (let's go) [Repeat 1] Yo, yo, yo Ladies are you feeling it (Hell yeah) Niggas are you feeling it (Hell yeah) What we gonna do with this shit (Tear it up) What you got beef with a bitch (Play it up) Shit, drunker than a mother fucker Another round from the bar for my dog nigga Here now (all night long) Dance floor shoutin' (That's my song!) DJ mix it up, who got heat? (Swizz Beats nigga what?) Almost seeing double Bet you be in trouble if he pull me I got no time to cuddle Fuck it let me have another drink Damn how you get to the bar? Let me think Line for the bathroom, I ain't waiting in it To the front chicks hatin' (Uh-uh I know she didn't) Shit yes I did, moving right along Gotta get back before they play the last song (Last call for alcohol) Damn I knew it Thirty minutes till it's over, better do it One more drink, one more dance Papi staring at me in the corner you got one more chance Gotta eat, head to the diner Thinkin' you gonna see me next week (Try and find her) [Repeat 1 (2x)] All my East Coast niggaz get all the chips All my West Coast niggaz get all the chips All my East Coast niggaz get all the chips All my West Coast niggaz get all the chips All my Down South niggaz get all the chips All my Ruff Ryder niggaz get all the chips All my East Coast niggaz get all the chips All my East Coast niggaz get all the chips All my West Coast niggaz get all the chips All my Down South niggaz get all the chips All my East Coast niggaz get all the chips All my West Coast niggaz get all the chips All my Down South niggaz get all the chips All my Ruff Ryder niggaz get all the chips Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go more free lyrics |
2. _ Stuck Up
[CJ] Yo Eve, where you at man I'm tires of talkin' to this answering machine shit I seen you earlier but you know you was with them Ruff Ryder niggas I ain't really fuckin with it like that shit [Eve] Yo, yo nigga if you shy move on Only room for a thug that can hold on Keep me right in the night, early in the morn I need a dog that can buy it if the pressure's on Damn I hate it when I find out that you niggas soft Go run and hide for cover when the trouble starts I like it when he stay and play his part Ain't scared to put a slug through a nigga's heart Takes the best of both worlds don't discriminate East coast, West Coast I don't playa hate Platinum daytan on the 6-4 regulator Big trucks in the hood, black Navigator If you icy with the price, bring me that ring pa Might entice me to play nicely and come and get'cha You got a wifey, tell her nicely I'm in the picture Cause I ain't gon struggle for long and try to get'cha [1] - [CJ] Come on Eve why you talking crazy and all stuck up Why you stay tryin to play me like yo ass is tough one My own fuckin money ain't good enough You got a nigga so sick I'm bout to throw the fuck up But I love ya (come on ma) I need ya (understand ma) I got to have ya Eve, Eve I'd do anything to keep ya [Eve] Yo, thinking you fly on ya next tell cell, with accumulated jewels Smellin like you on doche, nigga you well Heard you ain't ready to share How can I live with you? Icy huh? Me standin' next to you bare, I heard your pockets knotted But me I'm scheming on the cottage And you a nigga to turn his back on a bitch Like I ain't got it and forget that Bratty type spoiled by the best black Caddy escalated '99 edition get that And what you ain't equal to a shwang and I ain't with that Not impressed by all of this is mine but we can split that Give me all of it homebody this ain't no Kit Kat Start me off with time couple weeks and I could flip that What's this 50/50? You ain't breakin' off none, ya stash is limited I see it insufficient funds Mad cause I don't speak but why should you disrespect So until ya pockets swells speak to the back of my neck [Repeat 1] [Eve] Yo, yo blonde hair must be an aphrodisiac for cats Want me, dick's be harder then aluminum bat's Flaunt me, I don't hang around with average cats With average whips, that spend average stacks I'm into anything but normal things Celly rings from tha broker at the stock exchange I'm hearing that Glacier filled chains all the haters starin' at me Make sure I stay nice keep ya bitches glaring at Wave ya Rollies in the air, yea last year Now I'm searching for the platinum iced out Cartier Laid up in da cuts in silk Dolce underwear Yeah baby spend that that's all I'm tryin to hear It's funny how I used to want the richest niggas Keep five on deck to see who get the quickest figures Cause I only want the pick of the litter for this one And now because my papers got bigger you gets none [Repeat 1 (2x)] more free lyrics |
3. _ My Bitches
Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh My bitches my bitches that'll change the locks My bitches my bitches that'll cut up your clothes My bitches my bitches that'll steal your stash My bitches are bold my bitches are cold My bitches my bitches that'll smuggle your drugs My bitches my bitches that'll hold you down My bitches even when you out of town My bitches is smooth my bitches is real My bitches my bitches that take care of they kids My bitches my bitches that you don't respect My bitches my bitches that you always neglect Yall niggas ain't real yall niggas ain't shit My bitches my bitches let his ass go to jail My bitches my bitches don't post none of his bail My bitches my bitches teach him how that shit feel Don't except his calls don't send him no mail My bitches my bitches that'll fuck out your brain My bitches my bitches that'll take the pain My bitches my bitches that'll play the game Ya'll niggas is weak ya'll niggas is lame My bitches my bitches that'll stay in school My bitches my bitches that can keep a job My bitches my bitches that can raise the kids My bitches are strong my bitches will live [echoes] more free lyrics |
4. _ Philly, Philly
[Beenie Siegal] Beenie Siegal Philly is where I'm from [Beenie Siegal] We from P-H-I-L-A period, PA period, Eve they hearing it Believe they fearing it, but loving it though I hate the game, fuck the fame but I'm loving the dough You couldn't tell me in a million years And a thousands bars that I roam the reservoir with dogs Show the world what "crew love" was about Drop adrenaline. "4-5-6" I show them what a thug was about I know you love flossing wit X, busting them checks Getting tattoos, paw prints on your chest I aint' mad, baby get that cash Make them hating bitches kiss your ass Ruff Ryde lift that ? I'm gon walk till I see how these flee's gon feel When I come through wit the whip with the bee's on the wheel Burgundy thing, cream gut, cherry wood Steering wheel, or be surround by the wing on the hood I know they like "how they collide" He roll wit Roc, you Ruff Ryde but we black friday tied How you think they gon feel seeing us grammy night Let me tell you, a bunch of if, and's and mics Billboard charts, source ad and mics And if I say so myself "goddamn we tight" Fuck being humble ain't no other way to end this We ain't open up the doors, we knocked that bitch up off the hinges [Chorus] Philly, Philly, Philly where I am from Philly, Philly Philly where I am from Philly, Philly Philly where I am from Philly, Philly Philly where I am from [Eve] Yo, yo yo No doubt we represent P-H-I-L-A period, E-V-E eve period, fuck wit Beenie period We gon hold it down for illdelph for life Came through made a name nigga nailed it tight And now we shine, been knew, shit it was about time Switched from streets the beats, platinum lines Used to struggle in the hood just to brodie the mic Took the fame cause they ain't give it us, now we excite The biggest crowds and they screaming loud PHILLY THE SHIT Rocc-a-fella rap guerrilla, blond bombshell bitch I Ruff Ryde, take your mind shit you doing the same Work hard now the streets stay shouting our names Fame is funny, get money, snakes in the grass When the hostility shows, niggas face get smashed But I stay grounded, brick house stallion My bitches keep me real while I make millions Pile it all, we gon have it all any minute Give it back the hood and we gon ball in a minute Cause any thing we want, we gon have it on our plates Matter of time before we killed the beans it was our fate And cats were stressed, gave it all they expected less Disrespect take it back the hood, protect your chest Try to break us but we broke through Got the job done, that's what's up we got the job done Running shit now tell them where I am from [Chorus:] Philly, Philly Philly where I am from Phily, Philly Philly where I am from Philly, Philly Philly where I am from Philly, Philly Philly where I am from Philly, Philly Philly where I am from [fades off into the distance] more free lyrics |
5. _ Love Is Blind
Hey, yo I don't even know you and I hate you See all I know is that my girlfriend used to date you How would you feel if she held you down and raped you? Tried and tried, but she never could escape you She was in love and I'd ask her how? I mean why? What kind of love from a nigga would black your eye? What kind of love from a nigga every night make you cry? What kind of love from a nigga make you wish he would die? I mean shit he bought you things and gave you diamond rings But them things wasn't worth none of the pain that he brings And you stayed, what made you fall for him? That nigga had the power to make you crawl for him I thought you was a doctor be on call for him Smacked you down cause he said you was too tall for him, huh? That wasn't love, babygirl you was dreamin' I could have killed you when you said your seed was growin' from his semen [1] - Love is blind, and it will take over your mind What you think is love, is truly not You need to elevate and find [Repeat 1] I don't even know you and I'd kill you myself You played with her like a doll and put her back on the shelf Wouldn't let her go to school and better herself She had a baby by your ass and you ain't giving no help Uh-huh big time hustler, snake motherfucker One's born everyday and everyday she was your sucker How could you beat the mother of your kids? How could you tell her that you lover her? Don't give a fuck if she lives She told me she would leave you, I admit it she did But came back, made up a lie about you missing your kids Sweet kisses, baby ain't even know she was your mistress Had to deal with fist fights and phone calls from your bitches Floss like you possess her, tellin' me to mind my business Said that it was her life and stay the fuck out of it I tried and said just for him I'll keep a ready clip [Repeat 1 (2x)] I don't even know you and I want you dead Don't know the facts but I saw the blood pour from her head See I laid down beside her in the hospital bed And about two hours later, doctors said she was dead Had the nerve to show up at her mother's house the next day To come and pay your respects and help the family pray Even knelt down on one knee and let a tear drop And before you had a chance to get up You heard my gun cock Prayin' to me now, I ain't God but I'll pretend I ain't start your life but nigga I'mma bring it to an end And I did, clear shots and no regrets, never Cops comin' in, watch me going to jail Nigga whatever my bitch, fuck it my sister You could never figure out even if I let you live What our love was all about I considered her my blood and it don't come no thicker [Repeat 1] more free lyrics |
6. _ My Enemies
Uh, what? What? Huh [1] - My enemies, my enemies All of y'all is my enemies My enemies, my enemies Fuck y'all niggas, my enemies My enemies, my enemies Playa-hataz, my enemies My enemies, my enemies Fuck y'all niggas, my enemies Yo, yo, yo Crackass can't bother me Watch me get money with the double R team Niggaz be schemin' about robbin' me Chicks mad they ain't got this job like me Money makin' bitch called E-V-E Million dollar itch, nigga can't stop me Used to be broke and you used to love me On tour, now you don't fuck with me [Repeat 1] Uh, uh, huh, huh Yo, yo, yo Up late night, wanting to sleep Thoughts of cats on their late night creeps Cause of my relations with some one on peep You should've kept it real and you would've been with me You're still on the corner with Smoke and them Still makin' plans about smokin' them Stupid, running around and be poking them Could've been on stage and not smoking dope with them [Repeat 1] [2] - You wanna fuck, you wanna fuck, you wanna fuck But you can fuck Eve [Repeat 2] more free lyrics |
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7. _ Gotta Man
[Little Girl]
I got a boyfriend now [laughs]
[Eve]
C'mon, uh, uh, uh, yo, yo
[1] - Gotta man that I think I'm gon' love forever
And forever, we'll be together (C'mon)
No matter where he goes, I'll be thinkin' of him
I'm gonna love him, I'm gonna love him
[Repeat 1]
[Eve]
Yo, Yo, this nigga lookin' like love, no doubt
Sophisticated thug keep me guessin'
Said it would be a blessin' just to watch you undressin'
Callin' you daddy, late nights I'm layin' on your chest
And, stay reminiscin' bout the rest
And, how they less than, trying to come between what we share
Can't compare, could have been left
But when it's mine, I never share, fight to the death
If need be to prove that, wounds from your war
Other bitches couldn't soothe that, broke from a bad back
I'm holdin' you down, throwin' dirt with other bitches
But them other fishes drown, locked in, for however long
I'm playin' it smart, court dates in other cities
There I'm playin
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8. _ Dog Match
[DMX] Ugh! (Whoa) Ugh!(Woo!) Ugh! Ugh! (Arf! Arf! Arf!) Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Now for every real dog There's that bitch that's behind him That bitch that when that nigga get to missin' She gon' find him Old girl gonna stand with the dog Hand in hand with the dog And whatever the fuck went down she ran with the dog First time I had a match and didn't scratch You catch just loss half you niggas, but the punk can fetch And I know my babygirl is gonna stretch Any rappin' motherfucker, male or female Place your bets You can imagine what the bloodline is like Since I love mine to fight I'm on some shit like what time tonight Y'all niggaz can't be for real Cause any one of you faggots Will catch a face full of lead Bitch you shouldn't be faggots Fuckin' maggots, once you have it, as good as I got it I know my hands is in my pockets But Eve got you spotted, red dotted Eve didn't before the Dog Nothin' but a walk in the park [Eve] Always been the bitch that could roll with a thug and Wipe up the blood Roll in the mud with your other ducks nigga what? What you need when the chips is down I'll abide on the stand when evidence is found I give pound to ya niggaz they respect this bitch I spit rounds at your enemy no less than six Always keep the extra clip Dog taught me well The extra eyes on your team I see who's next to fail Always hold your back up, I pick it up when you slack up And if attention gets to close I tell the world to back up Bind too tight, rhymes who ride? Bitch and you livin' nigga lessons through life Fuckin' with the dog he's the master Plus he's gonna show me how to blast ya Bullets hit you then pass you Split you then stash you The game is real, E-V-E, DMX, the name's for real, uh [1] - [DMX] Fuckin' with the dog man niggaz keep beefin' Eve will hold it down now, niggaz can believe (Woo!) Quick as niggaz come and quick as they'll be leavin' (Ugh!) Paramedics on your chest, pushin' and breathin' [Repeat 1] [DMX] Get em girl, ha-ha, that's my baby I'mma put the bitch down, cause the boy got rabies All my pups is crazy, cause off the leash They can eat, stand a match for 3 hours at least And if the beast is in the big one The beast is in the little ones Talkin' 'bout let's hit him son Fuckin' with the little guns Y'all niggaz had a little run What more do you want? For your fans you can front But the dog is on the hunt [Eve] You know I'm at the door point fox rippin' 'em out And you're the only one that can tame me When I'm flippin em out Bite's lethal, no recovering I spitz no other than acid Up against the top contenders None of them lasted This bitch gon always hold you down Keep the cowards thinking twice I keeps it gritty nigga Never think that love is life Turnin' my back is something cats would do I never take flight Cause any breed he put's me up against This bitch is gonna bite [Repeat 1 (4x)] [DMX] Ugh! Woo! Ugh! Ugh! Woo! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Woo! more free lyrics |
9. _ Heaven Only Knows
[1] - Heaven only knows (heaven only knows) Heaven only knows Heaven only knows (heaven only knows) Heaven only knows My story [Verse 1] Went from dancing on tabletops to making labels pop For the love of the money so I could cock everything from icy rings to drop tops and now I'm on top But to look back on my reality happy I stopped Letting niggas ruin my world impressed by niggas trying to school this baby girl I was fucking too early 15 knowing money was green Puffing too early, body big, not grown knowledged up and too early Thought it was cute to flirt with older kats up in they face Didn't have a daddy so I put a daddy in his face My mami was my shelter but I broke free Learning that the streets was harder that I thought they'd be Wanting to be grown, rebeling Ain't no telling what I'd be pussy selling (huh) never would I Instead I wore a g-string Thought never could I Thought I had to, to be grown beginning of my life [Repeat 1] Yo, close myself down Held myself in Explode by myself alone no one helping What am I to do but cry alone at night No one in the house nude tv is my life Who was I to tell and what would they think of me No one understood the pain that was sent to me Broke down from the things men would say to me Selling drinks to a nieve kid I blame me But I never really had someone tell me what to do Teach me that I'm better than just pussy that's true Teach me that the future was written already waiting to respect my self in life not to be someone would hate me Do positive and positive will happen Stay positive and positive was rapping It was like my brain was clouded with unnecessary shit But I chose to see through the negative and make hits uh [Repeat 1] Uh, uh, yo, yo Now I'm 20 years old and look where I'm at I thank the Lord every night and pray there's no turning back I wanna keep my family happy and that's that Seen teens in my mother's eyes from platinum plaques See things I've done I don't regret I just learn >From mistakes in the past knowing now I had to earn respect and earn trust Some about school was never givin The way you find out what life's about is simply living to be strong Stay strong let nobody crush you your body is your temple young girls Don't let him touch you He'll respect anything you say if he really loves you Don't settle for second let him put no one above you I did a lot of things in my life I take back gotta take from the good and the bad collect that Cause it help the bill who you see now respect that Young, black, and strong keep me in ya Take that [Repeat 1] more free lyrics |
10. _ Ain't Got No Dough
[Eve] Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Bet I make you a believer Fever, what you catch when you see her Cheater, that be you check your beeper 9-1-1 Never Eve stressin' for your lovin' I don't want none Peep her, two seater Look at you nigga actin' like you need her You run blocks with your henney on the rocks You don't think I see you wiling, thirsty nigga want the cock, uh Let you live for a minute 'fore I slide off Get you mad, holla no smokey ride off Stressing me, you ain't blessing me With your 96 Rolley glistening and impressing me Hear me though, want a job need a resume, ready though Cause my time is like Presume You got petty dough and I'm here to let you know My time is priceless, so if you iceless, babygirl gotta go [1] - [Missy] Ain't got no dough Broke ass niggas ain't got cash flow Y'all know y'all can't buy shit See me in the club trying to impress this, heh [Repeat 1] [Eve] Yo, yo You can say I'm bless I know Niggas like 'em flashy drive a F50 Jets I go, go-tee y'all blow, H-Y-dro Keep 'em leaning the club Hoochies screaming y'all don't know Many bitches follow me Daddy licking out your tongue, wanna swallow me Wanna pile me, never put no smile on me Better stop that Wanna see me beggin' for your chips Bet I doubt that Whatcha lookin at huh? Still speakin' to me think you pushin' it huh? Know you pussy cat run Cause this bitch is gonna bite I don't light fire Grab it, choke it, hold it down Ride it ruff ryde I can give you what you need Or give you what you like But the pay is kind of the low So this pussy pawn stride Wishin' you could touch me, lust me Listen up daddy you ain't ready for the bed Try-na to give it up [Repeat 1 (2x)] [Eve] Yo, yo Swizz got beats locked Every time I drop shit's hot Think not and it don't stop This bitch top notch and Y'all keep watching Play the back baby while your team keep flockin' Try-na to touch my ass You ain't got the strength to mount this stallion, I pass Whiling out I dash To that type of thug that's about they business Piling out that cash Long line of credit cause I like my thug to last See they like it when I talk back Dough stack, cut backs, we don't want that Frontin' but you flaunt that Somethin' whatcha want black Cheap stack, keep that Fake money nigga, fake thug We don't need that What's that all about I can see you from a mile running at the mouth Lies poppin' out Claimin' you's a hustlin' type of nigga, cut it out You's an average type of cat No money, no clout [Missy] When Missy flow I give y'all fever, yo If your bitch is ugly you don't need her Feed her to a wild pack of cheetas Yo I let y'all bitches see I'm off the meter, heater Me and Eve give ya seizures Know I put your niggas down on their knees uhh, eat up Then we treat you like skeezers, yo let me Let me take a quick breather (Ahhh!) Yo do y'all smell them trees huh? Do you hear them bangin' Swizz Beats huh? Oh do you feel the rappin' Missy huh? Well where you wanna roll wit me huh? me huh? One-two Misdemeanor Yeah, yeah, yeah Mutherfucker now, mutherfucker now what? Aiight more free lyrics |
11. _ What Ya Want (Remix)
[Eve (Nokio)] What y'all niggaz want? (What we want, right) Can't touch [uh] All y'all niggaz need (what we need in our life?) Is right here [Eve] Rubia huh? Papi screamin out of they mouth Bombshell, just a second mami, wanna speak out What I need in my life, make ya body freak out Baby seem like the type, married niggaz sneak out like I'm ballin y'all, yes I be appallin y'all Boss type hold it down, wantin all of y'all Callin y'all never chasin me down Three weeks, heartbroken, yes you hatin me now She speaks, soft spoken, til she datin the clown I'm takin em down, reel em in and makin em drown Mistake, I said gimme, bet I'm takin it now What I need from a nigga negative in his sound Au-dacity, even, askin me For ass, I laugh, this bitch is fast and free Swattin em off, when I see this nigga's a flea Plottin of course for riches, millionaire wannabe Uh-huh [1] - [Mexican singers] Whether you're in Cuba, Puerto Rico, Republica Dominicana Venezuela, Mexico, everywhere tell me what you want Guatemala, Costa Rica, El Salvador, Ecuador, Colombia Everywhere tell me what you want [Eve] Popular since I started my life Eve you know my name, probably the dangerous type Brick house stall-ion, think you tamin me right? Not this baby Del-Philly streets they raisin her right Keep it pretty or can make it gritty be a LADY! Need boots pocket books and a baby 380! But prefer to keep it, calm and cool When I'm heated I suggest you move Just avoid a bad situation, what you got to prove? Leave her be, chicken squakin hatin frequently Mad they man is obsessed and stalkin me If he, icy enough, I'm pricin his stuff Be nicy enough, to let him spend, I'm callin ya bluff Puttin it down, Ruff Ryders put in they work Snatched up the illest viscous pitbull in a skirt (Grrrrrr) Makin em hurt, haters steady dishin up dirt Changin the game, settin the rules, makin it work, uh [Repeat 1] [Eve] Leavin em scared, mami takin all of this here All of this fame I'm hungry hope you cats is prepared Niggaz, set me up and I'ma take it and run Think it's a game? Just check out how my format is done Stoppin your shine, and I do it to perfection Made a promise everytime I touch the mic to bless em Used to tease me how I keep is greasy just to test em Eve handcuff niggaz but I don't arrest em Shorty-bang hear the niggaz singin, shoutin my name Make the thuggish niggaz scream, watchin me entertain Dicks brick when I lick the lips, just keepin it plain Fantasizin bout this bitch, got em goin insane Oooh's and ahhh's, 5'7" thick in the thighs Every thugs dream wife, see the love in they eyes? My time to shine, whole package make her a dime Want some more? It ain't over, just keep pressin rewind, uh [Repeat 1] Whether you're in Cuba, Puerto Rico, Republica Dominicana Venezuela, Mexico, everywhere tell me what you want [Repeat 1] Whether you're in Cuba, Puerto Rico, Republica Dominicana Venezuela, Mexico, everywhere tell me what you want [Repeat 1] Whether you're in Cuba, Puerto Rico, Republica Dominicana Venezuela, Mexico, everywhere tell me what you want [Repeat 1] Whether you're in Cuba [Repeat 1] more free lyrics |
12. _ Scenario 2000 (Jigga My Nigga Remix)
[Swizz Beatz] (mmm, mmmm) See y'all don't understand us you know Ruff Ryders is a family Ruff Ryders... Ruff Ryders... Ruff Ryders Lets go... Swizz Beatz [DMX] This is the darkest shit, sparkest shit Hittin wit the hardest Shit, cuz before we started shit Wit kidz I knew my friendz all turned against me Said fuck it, bought me a dog ever since me and my dog has been like this He got my back I got his, schemin on mad niggaz Dats how we do bidz It's about time to start another, robbin spree Cause yo, my way is highway, robbery, chump When I was up North, Sing-Sing I was sendin niggaz home in a coffin Livin like a orphan, you bad nigga? I'll be back to see if you'll be still here You know my style I'll put yo fucking man, in a wheelchair He'll never walk again, on the strength of me Dats how I left him G, scared to death of me Cannot run, hit wit the hot one From the shotgun, cats was close, wondered how we got done [Eve] Yo yo, E-V-E My dogz believe in me Petty thugz hide yo cake, never teasin me I show love to, all my bitches hustlin one'z, tussle wit thieves Makin moves, second to none, I locked it, uh Made a sudden move you got bit Flooded wit the double R, real street shit Da blond hair bandit, you got gunz, hand it Turn my face when I bust a cannon Cuz I don't wear sunblock Ask Drag if the fire is hot shit pop shellz, fall three feet, roll over and stop We warn niggaz that we coming then we hold up the block scorn niggaz like their mothers then we wet up their socks red dye, escaping on the red eye ,sea shores then hide out buy out bars till we see fall Believe in this game, we beat y'all, you got money? Keep y'alls, for us be tearin tryin to hide, then our fire Beat y'alls [JadaKiss] And you can come see me if you tryin to make a gram tonight Cause I can get it for you raw, gray, tan or white Fuck rap yo, I'd rather be plannin a flight Somewhere hot on a wave runner, tanning wit dykes Blowin the haze, while all of em givin me brains One at a time, y'all start from the front of the line everybody wanna contact me and get wit me but still end up being mad cuz i charge fifty and as for you suka, you can keep those rapz and Screw your awardz, my son can't eat those plaques I never was shit but some things i never forget like if you spend three your guaranteed to make back six Drove the Benz off the lot and just dusted her off Tints, rims, stashed, tick the governer off Even the cats that be hatin still be lovin the dogs Cause they know that the double R's comin for war Wha [Styles] If you ain't ready to die, then why should you live? Cuz when I start bustin the guns , you hidin the kids And the Pieer's still ridin on clips, survivin wit bricks We beefin on the 4th you got to die on the 5th Like I wasnt hustlin dope or robbin the blocks Starvin or not, carvin the cheek, palmin the glock I figure which nigga could I watch wit a watch I like to knock off my crack then I pull off a heist Put it together, double it twice,this shit is my life Catch me wit a 45, hot pair of Nikes And three red dice, like, give me the bank or gimmie yo face Gimmie a shank It's Holiday ugh the hoopties in the front but the truckers a mile away niggaz wanna ride tomorrow when they prolly die today cause the P'll hollow the guns Holla at sons if you feel a nigga holla back then you swallow the ones [Sheek] (uh, uh, uh) Y'all dem bust in them crowd niggaz and hit whoever When you should aim for them niggaz that took yo leather They right there, but you scared that they gon bust Cause they crazy, but them crazy niggaz bleed like us See I'm one shot thru the heart like Cupid Y'all niggaz might be crazy, but y'all not stupid its 99 im killings you women and kids fuck scar-face watch me, im more action to see than dem motherfuckers that yall see on T.V. and fuck what you heard this how sheek get down comes wit guns, shit im rhyming wit one on me now you never know what clown goin ta walk into the studio talking shit and its gonna be more than the amster blow I pour gas on your skin and watch your shit detatch lit and book of matches now thats when you have met your match and the worst thing for you is to have a gun when im thursty ill turn niggaz more holy man, than Eddie Murphy i got more bricks than that city do with jersey Yo i got call cops niggaz, I got autops niggaz, that'll bust you and slide And some ol 6-drop niggaz Revolver Pop niggaz, easy Ox niggaz Get knocked, say we smoked detox niggaz Drug program, hit the streetz we cop 56 mo gramz Y'all niggaz ain't messin wit scrams And that's [Drag-On] (come on, come on, come on,) Boy, whats the difference between fire and water? You whether drown or die off torture, cause yo skins of ya And watch ya burn off fat, dog I'm off the thermostat Could put a comb to my mouth and give yo bitch a perm wit that Keep shellz in the envelopes cuz I'll mail out bullets More blood that a riot on a jailhouse footage Buck 40, buy the extra 20 wit the semi, when it hit you You gon do a 360 pretty swiftly when i burn you to a crisp you ganna be cruncher than chips wit mah hand all up in da bag munchin on tha shit bit by bit clip by clip and every block by block is brick on brick I got knots on knots Cause I got things that'll pop yo top And double R spot yo block wit 16 shots and watch y'all drop And ain't nobody gettin up, (un)less they in the wheelchair Sittin up or spittin up, either way I don't give a fuck more free lyrics |
13. _ We On That Shit
[Eve] Aiiyight now get your guns Ain't no stopping me Need the whole cash bundled up for me and my bitches shopping spree The robbery, damn ya smart, and you guessed right in me Asking all those questions gonna was to set you up right Wet 'em all, pretend I'm Jada, lata set it off Cartier, Rolley, time frozen get 'em all Dingling medallions, all that glisten is mine And all that bitchin' that you doing I got'cha kissin' this nine Y'all niggas, worst than bitches, tears in your eyes I ain't got no sympathy so if you scared, nigga cry On your knees, face in chest, lips shut Fuck the mask, we're robbing you in lipstick and wigs, what? Yeah we brawl, but you took me out and let me see it all Braggin' 'bout the shit you got and now I get it all Matter of fact, take your clothes off, I like it when they're bare Everything from iceberg to silk Dolce underwear, come on [1] - [P. Killer Tracks] Hey yo check that nigga cause we on that shit Get out your ride fool cause we on that shit Hid your stash box cause we on that shit Run that ice cause we on that shit Keep a loaded clip cause we on that shit Ryde or die nigga cause we on that shit We out to get it all cause we on that shit And Eve don't play cause she takes no shit [Eve] Uh, yo, yo, yo I shoot backing out, P max them out And the only way I don't get shit is if you stash the house Professional bitches, destined for riches and precious jewels Distracted by the size of my ass, had you fooled I ain't getting' nada, forget that Just sit back and watch me take everything even you're drough sack Yeah my bitch can roll with, Expensive paintings on your wall, gimme that Ain't no slacking, time ain't a factor I'mma get it all Used to ball with your niggas Now I'm making you crawl across the floor Ego crushed and I don't give a fuck Small change to the range, heard what I said Give it up I know it ain't right, but me and my bitches gotta eat tonight And every night from now on, get it right Why, why ask why? I'm simply living and I get what I want By simply taking or you're simply giving [Repeat 1] [Eve] Y'all niggas faggottish Cops spot me got me running out my kiss Unlatch the ice pieces on my neck and wrist Screeching in the streets from the five series to a ditch I'm fast, he'd have to waste it and I ain't scared to blast Ducking, jumping over shit, bet this bitch could last Ready for war, act like I ain't done this shit before Practice on me next week, I'll be wanting more Best believe you ain't gonna live to see tomorrow My dogs already warned your mother She'll be full of sorrow Busting through the door, somebody's house, kids screaming I ain't gonna front somehow I wish that I was sleeping, dreaming Too late it's done now, all you hear is gun sounds Cock back, pop, pop, pop, and I'm like what now Ghetto bird on me, weaving through the trees Last fence I hopped over, fell and landed on my knees Barrels at my temple, hey yo fuck it I'ma make it simple [Repeat 1] more free lyrics |
14. _ Let's Talk About
[Eve (Drag-on)] Ugh (Come on, uh) Uh-huh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Uh-uh-uh-uh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Yo, yo (uh, uh) [Eve] Let's talk about who I am Blond bee, find me in the hood with my peoples Love y'all, hate the rest of y'all that I can see through Above that, I can't feel nothin' unless it's lethal Testin' your moves, never that, make your position fetal, uh [Drag-on] I wanna talk about Dog nigga, L-O-X, Eve, and me Now that's the hottest thing in the streets Our beats is Swizz Cheesed up with holes in the shit Double R roll thick And ain't nothin' sweet but Drag-Eve tracks Honey Roasted Burn it 'til its been around now how the fuck that sound [Eve] Yo let's talk about Platinum plaques, hangin' on my wall See me decorated, she's the one Heard 'em say it, see me celebrate it I pop shit when it's necessary, not for nothin' I use clips for them big beefs See me bustin', plow! [Drag-on] I wanna talk about bitches I fucked I'm a dog so I can't stand no bitch that hounds I far from a clown If I'm not knocking them down, Drag's probably not around So I'm not one to claim by either one of you dames If y'all catch Drag with a mane, trust me She got my last name Here's the hook, uh [Drag-on] Now Drag-on will show ya niggas how we lock this shit [Eve] Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas how we rock these hits [Drag-on] (Eve) Now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this Cris Drag (E) dash (V) on (E) [Drag-on] Now Drag-on will show ya niggas how we lock this shit [Eve] Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas how we rock these hits [Drag-on] (Eve) Now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this Cris Drag (E) dash (V) on (E) [Eve] Let's talk about little dick niggas Always talkin' bout what you got Rather be finger-popped Dick probably the size of a bough stuffed with rocks Fuck the cop nigga, go shoot pool, pussy plot You make me cum, I might flood the block, wet on my socks [Drag-on] I wanna talk about guns niggas don't bust Y'all need to see me if y'all wanna see shells pop out I make niggas say watch out, when I got my glock out Niggaz clock out, cause I run up in your watch house Snatch up all your rocks out Then throw your box out Ya motherfuckers better watch out [Eve] Yo, let's talk about fake ass bitches Lying on yourself, you ain't ready for the world mama Beggin' every second money hungry, life drama Get your own stacks Why you think these niggaz pussy hungry Cause you actin' triflin' Layin' up, takin' his money, uh [Drag-on] I wanna talk about live or die Fucking with I Niggas will fry like stripped bacon I leave them shakin' Keep 'em sizzlin' Fuckin' with them you might win But they only got six shots with a barrel that spin And us our clip is spinning And hittin' all their men [Eve] I wanna talk about ryde or die My dogs control confrontation In any situation Five niggas on your team Five niggas you replacing Five niggas used to gleam Five niggas left with nathan But their game that we took And now they back to chase it [Drag-on] I wanna talk about biting ass niggas Let me see y'all niggas catch the flow Go red-vest with the four-four blow Ya niggaz gonna hit the ground for sure Nigga let me know if you want more If he catch you with a pound to choke, you know Nigga never die slow, till his eyes close Then jump on the highway, I go Man fuck the po-po, them niggas is moving slow mo, come on Here's the hook, uh [Drag-on] Now Drag-on will show ya niggas how we lock this shit [Eve] Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas how we rock these hits [Drag-on] (Eve) Now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this Cris Drag (E) dash (V) on (E) [Drag-on] Now Drag-on will show ya niggas how we lock this shit [Eve] Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas how we rock these hits [Drag-on] (Eve) Now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this Cris Drag (E) dash (V) on (E) more free lyrics |
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