Ruff Ryders

Dmx

Ughh aieyo (ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!) these niggaz is crazy baby they cant fuck wit da dog (ya know) yo swizz swizz (my nigga) swizz, swizz, swizz anotha one? (swizz) anotha one? (anotha one?) are we be
Reedy??? (uh, swizz, swizz) or what??? i don't think so uh

Come on baby like u dont know da streets is (uh)
Too bad they'll find yo body but in pieces (uh) cuz the beast is
On some real cruddy shit
About to split yo wig wit some bloody shit
I ain't droppin' nuttin but dat ugly shit (come on)
Bite yo head like i tried yo man cuz what u sayin is nuttin (uh huh)
Must really think im playin but i'll be layin while u bluffin
Look out !!! dey don't let dat crook out i took out
Enough of yo family to have a fuckin cook out (uh)
For one time we get togetha (uh)
Is it when everyone get hit togetha
Or when im in da tent just before they hit da leather
Ima say it so i know how much strength is left
And curse all who will breathe in da stench of death (uh huh)
Though after the sixth day im buried i will rise
And bomb da fluid in my veins and blood in my eyes (uh, uh)
And them guys that was laughin
Dont even smile anymore
How many 4 pound rounds can yo ass indulge?
20 more of that raw strip to da flesh (what?!)
1000 pounds of pressure
Shit that rip through the vest and pull yo chest open
So what da ruff ryder possed to do when u frontin?
Give u niggaz what u wantin mufucka... nuttin!

Dmx

Your nigga
What
Your nigga

Ruff ryders

What
Uh
Uh
All aboard

If i thought you niggas really wanted drama
I'da been with out the armour
Word to my mama, i'ma
Hit you niggas with somtin that you aint eva felt
Hit you niggas for frontin you caught up in that hell
If i thought half the shit that bitches said was true
Id be spittin lead at you and your crew
But if you know a bitch
You dont listen to that bitch
You dont argue with that bitch
All you do is fuck that bitch

If i listen to all these fake niggas thats
Runnin their mouth
I wouldnt be in the crib
Id be loadin up to run in your house
But you cant fuck with cowards
Takes a coward to be a coward
Then im done killin these cowards
And enough spillin these cowards

If i let the niggas round my way
Tell me how they feel about me
I guess i really wouldnt be deep
But im the best that ever did
The best at it cause i live it
How many niggas eat it and shit it
You cops want it come and get it

Chorus

Grrrr
Arf arf
Woo woo
Grrr
Arf arf
Woo woo
Tell me how you feelin now,
I know you illin now
Tell me how you feelin now,
I know you illin now
Grrrr
Arf arf
Woo woo
Grrr
Arf arf
Woo woo
Tell me how you feelin now,
I know you illin now
Tell me how you feelin now,
I know you illin now

Its not like me to have my back turned to open places
I wanna see it when its comin so i can open faces
Open cases got me payin to stay out of jail
Runnin these streets got me playin to stay out of hell
Slipped and i fell
Got back up slipped again
But no matter what its been
Niggas never got a win
Its a thin line i walk everyday but im good wit it
Project nigga all my life but wouldnt say the hood did it
Knew what i was doin, everyday that ive been doin it
See niggas havin a good time so im a ruin it
Fuck you and fuck your man both you niggas is puss
Frontin like you out the jungle but you aint ever seen a bush

If push come to shove, whatever love we had you take it wit u
See people what they said, see how long it takes to hit you
Everbody knows you can talk all day
But when its on what you gonna do walk away?

Chorus

Man i told you i lock jaw
Carry a glock 4
Close my eyes on you niggas
Let the bullets watch yall
Then i gotta open up another can of ass whippen
Yall niggers better pucker up time for some real ass kissin
Im a simple man i lead a simple life
I dont need much to be alright
Go up to land at heat of the night
Handle whatevers comin
When i get theres when im good
Dismantle whatevers comin ya niggers sit there but im hood
Are my niggas feelin good
My niggas like it rough
My niggas want blood
You stay callin niggas bluff
But then if its got to be
Whats it gonna be
Come on lets see
Whatever my niggas want from me
What my niggas dont get from me
And if i ever let the words of another nigger bother me
I might as well let the sperm of another nigger bother me
But they know
Like i know
Black rhino
Niggas let em do em messin wit my flow
Nigga die slow
Oh oh ohhh
Oh

Chorus x3

Ruff rydas
Playa hatas

Chorus x2

What what
Ruff ryders
We gonna lace you
Dmx
Swizz beatz
Double r
Yall gona feel us

Shit, this shit right here...is for the thugs in the streetdo yall here me?
Shit, and this shit right here...will get you mugged in the street

Beanie seagal

Beanie segal hit hard, and i'll wire ya jaw
Trademark niggas eyes, give them perminant scars
Twist backwards, never catch me rollin' cigars
Only cock and blow, dro out of perservative jars
On the block serving like i never heard of the law
Cops hit the spot fuck it, mad bro to bar
Fuck crack, flip powder, i aint takin' a loss
Plus if i get snatched, its less time for the song
I was been known to stroll the block, hold the glock
Blow dro, pick up doe, reload the spot
I'm the shit with crushed ice and some arm and hammer
I'm the reason why smokers steal car antenna's
I get bricks, so you know i make big nicks
The size of chiclets, that make you pricks sick
While you try to profit, i just flip quick
Ya niggas know my flow be sick, my doe be quick


Infra red

Now when you wake upi'm wiping the cold out your eys with the barrel of the gun
Holding your son, smoking branson
Blowing smoke in your face, i want the ransom and some
His shit'll get the opposite of handsomei mean i got to come clean
I've done bagged up and served every fiend mc in the feds magazine
I'm what y'all haven't seeni swallow kerosene and piss out gassoline
Strike a match and burn the fucking scene
I'm no joker - i could blow you in the smoke
And make your man a second hand smoker.
I'm so vulgar - i'm sendin' niggas straight back to their maker
Broke, with a playstation for a cd player, see me player?
I dont even play that shiti just spit and have the whole hood sayin' my shit
Yall got a bible? well pray in that shit
While i smoke a scripture, reload, niggas come to rip ya

Nuchild

Peep the illest shit that i ever wrote
Gun up in your mouth, hands around your throatchoke nigga choke, i'm dope
Roll me up and smoke, on contactniggas react, and play me back
For doe, i'll murder ever nigga not on this track
I spit back, at any nigga claimin' he teflon
The best don? be the next nigga get stepped on
A sick dude, type to ask god "you wanna battle?"
"i could care less, send me hell i like to travel"after waxin' him, i wax you
Smack you, clap you, and thats twoniggas i left lookin' like statues
I have to, bring it to these cowards that talk hard
Some jail shit? never even walked through a junk yardi thump hard
Make a nigga yell for crew quicka true bitch, eat a nigga up like a chew-stick
Too rich, is what i plan to be in the 9-9
Its all mine, fagots ride bench when its crunch time
So bump mine, make a nigga lean off the opiumyou ethiopian
Willie niggas, we scoping 'em, and roping 'emdo a nigga rosewood style
Hangin' by his weak picture, callin' his moms and his child

Mysonne

Its mysonne, lefty, gun up in the right palm
Poppin' niggas in their sleep so they die calm
Kill or be killed, thats the that i'm on
Its desparoto style, shooting at them side armi'm bomb, see i'm dope like heroin
And my guns got scopes, so they zero infrom here on in, know i fear no men
And mutherfuck shootin' five, here go ten
Know that if you start a problem, there's no end
You tough? fight death and be a hero then
Niggas call me poppiseed, i'll pop your seed
And move bricks on the block thats too hot to breath
I'm a real type of nigga, that cock and squeeze
Y'all them second guess fagots, that cock and freeze
So i fuck with real niggas, like the lox and d
And yall niggas got problems, just watch and see

Drag-on

I'm the kid with the unlaced boots, but'll lace you
Leave a hole in your facial, the size of a bagel
All my bullets hit, never graze youif you never was shit, i'ma promise you this
I'ma front page you, i'ma young'n
The first one there, and the last one to get to running
Unless you tell me the cops coming
Cuz i like to feel assed out, so when they trap me i blast out
I'm quiet my gun gotta bad mouthi wake up with the mad south
You know how many chinks and jews drag's done dragged out, on a cash route?
Cuz when i walk in, stop the talking
I dont give a fuck if its a nigga with a walkmani'ma put him in a coffin
Soon as i step ini'm runnin' up on the nigga with the thick lens
I'm tryin to get the benz with the thick rims
Double r, soon half of us'll goto jailthe rest? the studio, 16 bars to post bail

[sheek]

Yo if gon' sleep on somethin, might as well be a bed
And if you gon' crack a nigga, might as well be a head
Cause if you targettin the l.o.x. you might as as well target a box
That you gon' sleep in for years, all covered wit rocks
Cause i think not, i pop shots, i double what y'all got
Ya hotshots aint got blocks, ?llabuta? muchacha
From the days in school, now a motherfucker rule
And i could drop my chain in court, yeah, keeps ya cool
That's how ice be, i'm priceless, the iciest
And i dont gotta wear fatigues to blow out your chest
My bullets thump when i'm laced in some fly shit, punk
The baby nine be on the daily, aint no poppin a trunk
But if i pop the trunk, its to hand you a rag
So you can wipe down the windows on the side of my jag
Must i brag? my shit paid for, yours tagged
And every bitch you grabbed,
Sheek bend em back

[jadakiss]

Ayo i hope you aint tongue-kissin your spouse
Cause i be fuckin her in the mouth
Type of nigga buck at your house
Too slick, means she be suckin my dick
And before you know it, i'ma have her stuffin my bricks
Jada, if i kiss you now, you'll die later
I been nice since niggaz was watchin movies on beta
Ready to clap, everybody givin me gats
Cause believe it or not, we be the ones settin the traps
You listen to y'all shit, then listen to our shit
Ain't nuttin y'all faggots could do but gossip
That's the reason now y'all niggaz ain't got shit
Cause everytime i turn around y'all on the l.o.x. dick
Niggaz thats narrow, i just smack em wit the barrel
Give it to em at the light, like kane's cousin abel

Chorus: repeat 4x the ruff ryders! (what?) the ruff ryders


[styles]

Fuck you and your son, y'all low wit the scum
Show me the money, i'll show you a gun, motherfucker
Sp'll spin the corner while you prolly within
I clap you, i clap him, and thats rule number one
Suckin my dick, and i dont give a fuck what you spit
Who you are, where you from, and who the fuck you can get
Cause i sell records, plus i got a jail record
Y'all niggaz ain't sayin shit until y'all bare weapons
And even when you dead, you can still fuckin get it
A nigga that'll smack ya, fuck around and clap ya
Styles p., your favorite rapper's favorite rapper

[eve]

Aint no surprise niggaz, only fuck wit recognized niggaz
Babygirl want the world, gave ya pies niggaz
No tops, take em in all shape and size niggaz
No lie, prefer them ready do or die niggaz
What? what you want? cutey starin at me like
"damn, where you from?"
You be comin at me like "can i get some?"
Lick your lips for this brown sugar
Suck mine like a thumb, if you want, til i cum, uhhh

-chorus-

[drag-on]

I be the d-r, a-g, dash o-n, slash often comma, burnin niggasz often
They call me drag-on, i'm hot scorchin
Keep the block roastin light a dutch wit the flames comin, toastin
In my eyes you could see what summer's holdin
Realizin, every guy i'll fry or dead rowdy
I burn to a degree of 130, and my gun dirty
Cause it got one bury, so you better run, hurry or catch one early
You wrong, tryin to touch me, what type of shit you on?
You better through your boots on and your unflammable suits on
Cause i'm comin through wit a yukon black tinted wit gats in it
Catch you while you smokin, send your casket, throw the sack in it
But only half of it, cause y'all like half-ass dude
And we are one whole, and y'all niggaz is one slash two
My gun blast you, tryna out the flames, what're you, firemen?
You'll catch a hell of a backdraft cause my fire retirin, aight then

[dmx]

Its my, survival instinct that keeps my head above the water
Everyday i show another how a lover slaughter
Flood your daughter, full of more holes than spurges
Taxin businessmen for stocks over lunches
Wit these, i shoot the breeze, and extort
Enough keys from the cuban, to build a fuckin fort
Caught up in somethin that i cant control
Tryna get a hold of a bankroll, let's role
Catch bodies like a cold, and i stay slick so face it
Make me chase it, i take your life and erase it
Wasted, in the fuckin streets cause it ain't worth shit
The undertaker take your ass unbder the earth quick,
I love money, but the scrambles hot
So i snatch up my man and the gamblin spot
Twenty grand is got, when niggaz shot, one nigga less
What used to be his chest is now a mess under his fuckin vest

Drag-on:

Ha, ha, ha oh, damn now bop to this oh yeah ya'll know what this is flame on juvenile drag-on flame on and now swizz, swizz beatz yeah

Drag-on:

Me and my niggas done licked shots
Even done hit cops
Bet ya'll niggas can't wait till my shit drop
Treat you like your moma given' lip to pop
Nigga you don't want my paper drop
Cause that means i'm empty
And your full of it
Check what the bullet did
Missiles gonna hit you get you
Rip through tissue should have never rhymed this cause i miss you
I make plus cash ya'll little niggas can't fuck wit drag
Got the chain out so it's bust and grab
Nigga fuck that you better bust back 'fore ya nigga ask back where the vest at
Rock like a girl but you can't trust cash
Spit like a fire but you can't touch black
All you can do is cuss back and read back how you bust gats
Nigga we don't need that i don't care about your feed back
Ya'll niggas don't feed drag
Tell a motherfucker pull out bust a bullet out in ya safe house
Nigga where the keys at nigga where the stash at nigga where the weed at
Nigga pass that 'fore i pull my trigger
Mater fact where the ass at cause i got the ruff ryders
And i aint talkin bout my niggas
Nigga we can go hoe for hoe toe to toe blow for blow
And when you fell your nose crack
That mean i broke that i'm fittin to po-po wit a flame thrower like i told yo' befo' ya know
You can't handle it you can put me on wax but my fire burn candles
And who that nigga ruff rydin' drag-on ya'll niggas and south siders

Chorus (drag-on:)

Do ya'll niggas bust ya'll guns

(chant:) hell yeah we bust our guns

(drag-on:) do you fuck them 'till they cum

(chant:) damn right we make them cum

(drag-on:) it's for the north

(voices:) head south, head east, head west

(drag-on:) ruff ryders gonna show ya'll niggas who rides the best

(repeat)

Juvenile:

In the late night
We be cockin high givin' you stage fright
Yo' head might explode
When i bust with the lead pipe
And i say right
Juvenile hey tight
Stay hype
Now page mike
And make sure he got all the yeah aight
I'm tired of niggas be thinkin that you usein' me
Runnin with them petty ass niggas lookin' like fools to me
I'm workin wit some change ha
And aint afraid to put 50 up on ya brain ha
You 'bout warin' over ya people i'm the same ha
Look i'ma have some body sayin' thats the shame game
But if them people come they aint gonna give no names ha
Playin' with the number one son don't play no games ha
Come outside don't see nothin' but camoflage and bricks
Yo' get some boys straped with (ban)danas tryin knock off yo' shit
Ya stankin' bitch i ruff ryde your ass then
Cashin' for money juve aint gettin nothin' ha, ha, ha that shit is funny

(repat chorus 2x)

Drag-on:

When my niggas get knocked we gonna bail them out
When it come to my gun my shells is out
You better get the message cause i done mailed it out
I'ma bang like a hammer and i'ma nail us out
East west the right this for my niggas up north
My guns made in china so you better dust off
Cause when they getcha you gonna be ketchup
I always got chedder i never ass bet ya'
And i won't even sweat ya' we roll much larger and better
My dough is never low
But if drag is down on his last
I'ma reach in my sweater bet my baretta
Make a nigga feel heat in cold weather
Can't stand a nigga hype throw me his bitch
Bitch come to my shit you betta come get her
Be like a dog with a bone i run with her
Ya'll make me so tired ya'll niggas still rappin' like ya'll don't know my flows fire
Ya'll aint got ya'll boots aint got ya'll suits probaly got a gun that aint never shoot when they come you better hope they don't name you
Cause like two sticks rubbin' i'll flame you
Don't try to be me cause i aint you
'fore i have your spirits with the angels
My shorty keep a gun on the ankles
Wana fuck watch out she will bang you
Cause i taught her well ya'll players better haul to hell
But you niggas couldn't borrow a belt
Who evers wit you is gonna jail
Is you iggas bustin' guns or you aint bustin' none ha
You want to fuck'em till they cum ha
Drag-on juvenille double up what you want ha (repeat chorus 4x)