| Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
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| Oh, no, that’s how Ruff Ryders roll
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| Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
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| Oh, no, that’s how Ruff Ryders roll
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| Niggas wanna try, niggas wanna lie
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| Then niggas wonder why niggas wanna die
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| All I know is pain, all I feel is rain
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| How can I maintain with that shit on my brain?
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| I resort to violence, my niggas move in silence
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| Like you don’t know what our style is
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| New York niggas the wildest
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| My niggas is with it, you want it come and get it
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| Took it then we split it, you fuckin' right we did it
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| What the fuck you gon' do when we run up on you?
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| Fuckin' with the wrong crew
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| Don’t know what we’re goin' through
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| I’ma have to show niggas how easily we blow niggas
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| When you find out there’s some mo' niggas
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| That’s runnin' with yo niggas
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| Nothin' we can’t handle, break it up and dismantle
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| Light it up like a candle just 'cause I can’t stand you
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| Put my shit on tapes like you bustin' grapes
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| Think you holdin' weight?
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| Then you haven’t met the apes
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| Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
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| Oh, no, that’s how Ruff Ryders roll
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| Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
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| Oh, no, that’s how Ruff Ryders roll
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| Is y’all niggas crazy? |
| I’ll bust you and be Swayze
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| Stop actin' like a baby—mind your business, lady!
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| Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you
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| You know I’m tryin' to get rid of you, yeah I know, it’s pitiful
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| That’s how niggas get down
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| Watch my niggas spit rounds
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| Make y’all niggas kiss ground just for talkin' shit, clown
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| Oh, you think it’s funny?
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| Then you don’t know me, money
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| It’s about to get ugly, fuck it, dawg, I’m hungry
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| I guess you know what that mean
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| Come up off that green, rob niggas on ravine
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| Don’t make it a murder scene
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| Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone
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| Let a dog roam and he’ll find his way home
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| Home of the brave, my home is a cage
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| Ayo I’ma slave till my home is a grave
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| I’ma pull capers, it’s all about the papers
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| Bitches caught the vapors and now they wanna rape us
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| Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
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| Oh, no, that’s how Ruff Ryders roll
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| Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
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| Oh, no, that’s how Ruff Ryders roll
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| Look what you done started, asked for it, you got it
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| Had it, shoulda shot it, now you’re dearly departed
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| Get at me, dawg, did I rip shit?
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| With this one here I flip shit
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| Niggas know when I kick shit it’s gon' be some slick shit
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| What was that look for when I walked in the door?
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| Oh, you thought you was raw? |
| BOOM! |
| Not anymore
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| 'Cause now you on the floor, wishin' you never saw
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| Me walk through that door with that .44
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| Now it’s time for bed, two more to the head
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| Got the floor red, yeah that nigga’s dead
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| Another unsolved mystery, it’s goin' down in history
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| Niggas ain’t never did shit to me
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| Bitch-ass niggas can’t get to me
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| Gots to make the move, got a point to prove
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| Gotta make them groove, got 'em all like «Ooh!»
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| So to the next time you hear this nigga rhyme
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| Try to keep your mind on gettin' pussy and crime
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| Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
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| Talk is cheap, motherfucker! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ruff Ryders Anthem , by - DJ Clue. Song from the album The Professional, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп