
Date of issue: 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) |
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