Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ruff Ryders 4 Life , by - Ruff Ryders. Song from the album The Redemption Vol. 4, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.07.2005
Record label: Balboa
Song language: English
Ruff Ryders 4 Life |
| I’m on my new shit |
| You ain’t listening good |
| I pull out the hawk use it as a q-tip |
| Shot gun up in ya nostrils I’m hostile |
| D-block totally apostle but no church’s |
| Lay you out is my soul purpose |
| Light a blunt hear the ghost out |
| I could make ya soul surface |
| Here’s my philosophy I ain’t really chillin |
| Til I’m looking out the windows and see deers on the property |
| Rabbits hopping around habit’s popping pound |
| Lighting blunts constantly ain’t no time for me |
| SP the war lord take ya jaw off wit a saw-off sawed off |
| Top floor or the waldorf bagging the yay |
| We stil trying to get a wagon a today |
| This is D-block nigga holiday Styles |
| And I never put my magnum away (hey) |
| STYLES: My yak, My cups, My niggas, My ice, Ruff Ryder 4 Life (hey) |
| SHEEK: My dutch, My haze, My spot, My light, Ruff Ryder 4 Life (hey) |
| STYLES: My money, My house, My Car, My Ice, Ruff Ryder 4 Life (hey) |
| My niggas Ryde or die side by side by side, you know why Ruff Ryder 4 Life (hey) |
| It a shame what the game has come to |
| The pen got a lot niggas under the same pressure, the gun do |
| I understand you living but not that life |
| And stop it you just aight you not that nice |
| Nigga I pack arenas pack the ninas |
| Twenty thou worth of fabric pack the cleaners |
| And I just can’t say it any clearer |
| Only nigga that’ll give it to me is the man in the mirror |
| They hate it but they love it in exchange |
| Piped out the denim seat covers in the Range |
| Wiped out all the above slots, I’m never gon' cool off |
| Nigga I’m dumb hot, I get it in one whop |
| My man said I need a one to three, he illin |
| All I need is another 1 in 3 million |
| Oh yeah it’s nothin to murk you |
| I realize it really ain’t worth it when I’m puffin the purple (hey) |
| STYLES: My yak, My cups, My niggas, My ice, Ruff Ryders 4 Life (hey) |
| SHEEK: My dutch, My haze, My spot, My light, Ruff Ryders 4 Life (hey) |
| STYLES: My money, My house, My Car, My Ice, Ruff Ryders 4 Life (hey) |
| My niggas Ryde or die side by side by side, you know why Ruff Ryders 4 Life |
| (hey) |
| I don’t rely on my voice to hold me |
| I spit don’t promise niggas shit can’t a gangsta fold me |
| I bring it to the hardest nigga in ya crew |
| Baby nine that let off like a miniature ooz |
| We could let it ratta — tatta climb the fire escape ladder |
| Dump out watch muh’fuckers scatter |
| Lose bladder, piss in ya favorite jeans |
| Niggas make-up more shit than Maybeline |
| The Vince McMahon, Ted DeBiase |
| Thirty of Courvoise', blunt in my mouth |
| Crack in the streets weed bags bustin out |
| Dime bitches that I’m fuckin wanna curse me out |
| Hatin niggas in the hood wanna hearse me out |
| Fuck 'em, come do it, the rifle is antique |
| Knife on the tip glorying niggas |
| Got connects with some old civil warrior niggas lets go |
| STYLES: My yak, My cups, My niggas, My ice, Ruff Ryders 4 Life (hey) |
| SHEEK: My dutch, My haze, My spot, My light Ruff Ryders 4 Life (hey) |
| STYLES: My money, My house, My Car, My Ice Ruff Ryders 4 Life (hey) |
| My niggas Ryde or die side by side by side, you know why, Ruff Ryders 4 Life |
| (hey) |