Thursday, December 28, 2006

Z200 Ruff Ryders anthem

P a r e n t a l
[Exlpicit Content]
A d v i s o r y

Somethin new

(chorus 2x)
Stop, drop, shut em down open up shop oh, no
Thats how ruff ryders roll

Niggaz wanna try, niggaz wanna lie
Then niggaz wonder why, niggaz wanna die
All I know is pain all I feel is rain
How can I maintain, with mad shit on my brain
I resort to violence, my niggaz move in silence
Like you dont know what are style is
New york niggaz the wildest
My niggaz is wit it
You want it? come and get it
Took it then we split it
You fuckin right we did it
What the fuck you gonna do
When we run up on you
Fuckin wit the wrong crew
Dont know what we goin thru
Ima have ta show niggaz
How easily we blow niggaz
When you find out theres somemore niggas
Thats runnin with your niggaz
Nothin we cant handle
Break it up and dismantle
Light it up like a candle
Just cause I cant stand you
Put my shit on tapes
Like you bussin grapes
Think you holdin weight?
Then you havent met the apes

(chorus 2x)

Is yall niggaz crazy?
Ill buss you and be swazy
Stop actin like a baby,
Mind your business lady
Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you
You know Im tryin ta get rid of you
Yeah I know its pitiful
Thats how niggaz get down
Watch why niggaz spit round
Make yall niggaz kiss ground
Just for talkin shit clown
Oh you think its funny
Then you dont know me money
Its about to get ugly
Fuck it dog Im hungry
I guess you know what that mean
Come up off that green
Five niggaz or a fiend
Dont make it a murder scene
Give a dog a bone
Leave a dog alone
Let a dog roam and hell find his way home
Home of the brave, my home is a cage
And yo ima slave til my home is a grave
Ima pull paper, its all about the papers
Bitches talkin paper, then how they wanna rape us

(chorus 2x)

Look what you just started
Asked for it, you got it
Had it, should have shot it
Now your dearly departed
Get at me dog,
Did I rip shit
With this one here I flip shit
Niggaz know when I kick shit
Its gonna be some slick shit
What was that look for
When I walked in the door
Oh you thought you was raw
Boom! not anymore!
Cause now you on the floor
Wishin you never saw
Me walk through that door, with that 4 4
Now its time for bed
Two more to the head, got the floor red
Yeah that niggas dead
Another unsolved mystery,
Its goin down in history
Niggaz aint never did shit to me
Bitch ass niggaz cant get to me
Gots to make the move,
Got a point to prove
Got a makeem grove, gotem all like ooh
So to the next time, you hear this nigga rhyme
Try to keep your mind, on gettin pussy and crime

(chorus 1x)


Talk is cheap muthafucka!

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