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Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
wanna try Niggas lie Then wonder why wanna die All I is pain All I feel is How can I mad shit on my brain? I resort to My niggas in silence Like you don't know what our is New niggas - the wildest My niggas is it You want it? and get it Took it, then we it You right we did it What the you gonna do When we run up on wit' the wrong crew Don't what we goin' through I'm a have to niggas How easily we niggas When you find out some 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 on tapes you bussin' grapes Think you weight? you haven't 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 y'all crazy? I'll bust you and be actin' like a baby Mind your business, Nosy get it, too When you see me at you You I'm tryin' to get rid of you Yeah, I know pitiful That's how get down Watch my split round y'all niggas kiss ground Just for talkin' shit, Oh, you think funny Then you don't know me, 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 Give a dog a a dog alone Let a dog And find his way home Home of the My home is a And yo, I'm a my home is a grave I'm a paper It's all about the Bitches the papers Then how wanna rape us
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop Oh, no That's how Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up Oh, no That's how Ruff Ryders
Look what you done for it, you got it Had it, have shot it Now you're departed Get at me, did I rip shit? With one here, I flip shit Niggas know when I shit It's gonna be slick shit was that look for When I walked in the Oh, you thought you was Boom! Not 'Cause now you on the Wishin' you saw Me walk that door that four-four Now time for bed Two to the head Got the red Yeah, that nigga's Another mystery Is down in history Niggas ain't never did to me ass niggas can't get to me Gots to make the Got a to prove Gotta make 'em Got 'em all "ooo" So the time You hear this rhyme Try to keep mind On gettin' and prime
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop is cheap mothafucka!