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Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ryders roll
wanna try Niggas lie Then niggas why Niggas die All I know is All I feel is How can I With mad on my brain? I to violence My move in silence Like you know what our style is New York niggas - the My niggas is it You it? Come and get it it, then we split it You fuckin' we did it What the you gonna do we run up on you? Fuckin' wit' the wrong Don't know we goin' through I'm a have to niggas How easily we blow When you find out there's some more That's with your niggas Nothin' we handle it up and dismantle Light it up like a Just 'cause I can't you Put my on tapes Like you bussin' you holdin' weight? Then you haven't met the
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 Ruff roll
Is niggas crazy? I'll you and be swazy actin' like a baby Mind your business, Nosy get it, too you see me spit at you You know I'm to get rid of you Yeah, I know pitiful That's how get down Watch my niggas round y'all niggas kiss ground Just for talkin' shit, Oh, you it's funny you don't know me, money It's to get ugly it, dog, I'm hungry I guess you know that mean up off that green Five or a fiend make it a murder scene 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 Till my is a grave I'm a paper It's all the papers Bitches caught the Then how wanna rape us
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
Look you done started for it, you got it Had it, should have it Now you're dearly Get at me, did I rip shit? With one here, I flip shit know when I kick shit It's be some slick shit What was look for I walked in the door? Oh, you you was raw? Boom! Not 'Cause now you on the you never saw Me walk that door that four-four Now it's for bed Two more to the Got the red Yeah, that nigga's unsolved mystery Is down in history Niggas ain't did shit to me Bitch ass can't get to me to make the move Got a to prove Gotta make 'em Got 'em all "ooo" So the next You hear this rhyme Try to keep mind On gettin' pussy and
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop is cheap mothafucka!