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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 how Ruff Ryders roll
Niggas try wanna lie Then niggas why wanna die All I is pain All I feel is How can I mad shit on my brain? I to violence My move in silence Like you don't know 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 the fuck you gonna do When we run up on wit' the wrong crew Don't know what we goin' I'm a have to show How we blow niggas When you find out there's more niggas That's runnin' your niggas we can't handle Break it up and it up like a candle Just 'cause I can't you Put my shit on Like you grapes Think you holdin' you haven't met the apes
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff roll
Is y'all crazy? bust you and be swazy Stop like a baby Mind your business, people get it, too When you see me at you You I'm tryin' to get rid of you Yeah, I know it's That's how niggas get Watch my split round Make y'all kiss ground for talkin' shit, clown Oh, you think funny you don't know me, money It's to get ugly it, dog, I'm hungry I guess you know what that Come up off green niggas or a fiend Don't it a murder scene a dog a bone Leave a dog Let a dog And he'll his way home Home of the My home is a And yo, I'm a Till my is a grave I'm a paper all about the papers Bitches caught the Then how wanna rape us
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
Look what you started for it, you got it Had it, should shot it Now you're departed Get at me, did I rip shit? With this one here, I shit Niggas when I kick shit It's gonna be slick shit What was that for When I in the door? Oh, you thought you was Boom! Not now you on the floor Wishin' you saw Me through that door that four-four Now it's for bed Two more to the Got the red Yeah, that nigga's unsolved mystery Is goin' down in Niggas ain't did shit to me Bitch ass 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 your mind On pussy and prime
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop is cheap mothafucka!