Lyrics If It Ain't Ruff - WC

If It Ain't Ruff

Dub is the rider, and you’re just a hostage
So whenever you see me cover your head like an ostrich
Groupies been waitin for this, niggas been hatin on this
You know why?
— because so many are relatin to this
Jealous, started the feelings intentionally
But they start to love it because I made it eventually
Pumpin the music, I keep the music like pumpin
Cause Dub ain’t in here for nothin, I got the killer starts jumpin
Yo, you know the color, Dub’s in black
Always down, to make noise, and attack
So you better get back, unless you wanna come with it
And make your face like a target and close your eyes when I hit it
You’re screamin with fear, but it’s with fear that you’re screamin
You’re wakin up on a sweat, cause Dub is givin bad dreams and
Yo, I’m not schemin, I’m just kickin the facts
That’s how it is when The Connect Gang starts to jack
So brothers, that wanna scrap with me
Cause I’m all blew down with my Khakis Crease
Especially beggin to write some lyrics with me
I just snatched your girl with this platinum heat
Cause when it comes to Dub there’s no comparison
And if you tried to see me, it’s quite embarassin
But I understand cause you’re mentally slow
Cause I can tell from the jump, you’re too nervous to go
If it ain’t ruff, it ain’t me
The Rider is back and he is about to attack -----] W. C
If it ain’t ruff, it ain’t me
The Rider -----] W. C
Give us a freestyle here
Alright, man -----] W. C
I can tell, that you’re afraid to fight me
Simple because you lost the crowd, and they had to invite me
Because you’re sweat as a puddle, but there’s a puddle of sweat
I’mma threat, so wrap a cold rag and wipe your neck
And clean the dirt off your face that calls Acne
It’s ridiculous thinkin that you can jack me
This is the round where the punch will go
Til your A G-A-B that’s known as a blow
I’m makin a point, but it’s a point that I’m makin
I’m never kiddin or fakin like Race, I got them shakin
Scared to speak with a tongue when they’re chosen
The sound of my voice in your ear when you’re frozen
This is a battle to the death, so why I bother?!
You can’t see the G in the blue God father
Givin a pain, but it’s with pain that I’m givin
But I’m comparin and tearin while I’m makin a livin
With the hype of the 9 millimeter
And a group Old Dees with the team of speakers
Now that, so others gettin bow «what's happenin?»
I’m from the streets so, yo, I’m ready to go
Come on
If it ain’t ruff, it ain’t me
The shadiest is back, nigga, hide your sack -----] W. C
If it ain’t ruff, it ain’t me
Let bust a freestyle here -----] W. C
Alright, man
This verse is really boring so let’s skip it
If it ain’t ruff, it ain’t me
The Rider is back, to still ball of Yak -----] W. C
If it ain’t ruff, it ain’t me
The Shadiest is back, nigga, hide you sack -----] W. C
If it ain’t ruff, it ain’t me
Let bust a freestyle here -----] W. C
Alright, man
If it ain’t ruff, it ain’t me
The Rider is back, fools best to 'yak -----] W. C
For sure, Loc' I’m back for more
Puttin down worldwide
This is for all you motherfuckers
W.C.
in this bitch connectin more real bangs
Aiy yo DJ Crazy Toones, I’m out this motherfucker
Alright, man
Bandana swingin
If it ain’t ruff, it ain’t me!