bugout

ruff ryders

ughhh

aieyo

these niggaz is crazy baby

they cant fuck wit da dog

yo swizz

swizz

swizz

swizz

swizz

anotha one?

anotha one?

are we being greedy?

or what?

i don't think so

uh

come on baby

like u dont know

da streets is

to bad

they'll find yo body

but in pieces

cuz the beast is

on some real cruddy shit

about to split yo wig wit some bloody shit

i ain't droppin' nutitn but dat ugly shit

bite yo head like i tried yo man

cuz what u sayin is nuttin

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

for one time we get togetha

is it when everyone get hit togetha

or when i'm in da tent just before they hit da leather

ima say it so i know how much strenght is left

and curse all who will breathe in da stench of death

though after the sixth day im buried

i will rise

and bomb da fluid in my veins and blood in my eyes

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

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. nutin!