go head

ruff ryder nigga

volume 2

we show niggas the meaning of ryde or die

so all that bullshit you talking

go head nigga

you don't gotta slap me five or give me a hug

and it hurts when you gotta kill a nigga you love

but i'm gone deal with my enemies sooner

cause i got'em looking for my solo album like kennedy jr. fuck crush ice

go head and get your shine on

i'm bout to cop rocks that y'all niggas can climb on

don't worry bout why i ain't got mine on

i want some new shit

i don't want nothing that you can tell time on

things ain't all good right now

cause some more niggas die it's turmoil in the hood right now

y'all can stop acting like that nigga j gone squeeze

cause all i got is misdeameanors and some acd's

y'all gon make me lay something down i promise

and puff wear scarmas and listen to carl thomas

fuck runnin and hidin

we copping more guns

an we coming outside cause somebody gotta die

go head you know we getting plenty of dough

go head you know we lighting plenty of dro

go head you know we coming from y-o

go head truly though go head really though

go head you know we hitting plenty of hos

go head you know we ripping plenty of shows

go head you know we coming from y-o

go head truly though go head really though

now i warned y'all niggas that sheek was the one

now i'm warning y'all niggas that i got my gun

read' to kill

don't worry bout no doctor bill

it ain't gone be one of those

just yo' casket closed

lox

nah you rather fuck with the cops

cause i'll pop and turn y'all like the optimum box

no pay-per-view

this trey-eight will do

some'in ugly and let the morgue zip up your crew

wanna hop on our dicks and go willie yo bikes

and wear ruff ryder tees

motherfucker please

you a pocanos nigga

why don't you stick to the skis

and i don't hear it in your raps no more

so i don't bother to go in the store an cop y'all shit

only time i cop y'all shit if lox on it

i shoot you in yo mouth ain't no calling the cops

i want my shit back like castro and elian's pop

i'm always that

i'm always this

but the floor stay nasty like hallway piss

if you here the p spitting it's a deep ass song

when i die mama bury me with street clothes on

cause drama be the therapy

the beef goes on

should've been speaking out of it makes it a lot

but i was fucking with the savages

kicking the drop

live for the money

die for my niggas

run from the law

catch me smoking my weed or fucking your whore

push my whip to the limit kind of hoping it flip

throw my clip to the tip kind of hoping you flip

i feel sorry for the crackheads

but happy for myself

so i got mixed feelings about this hustling shit

i keep saying i'm gone quit after a couple of bricks

but i can't stop building and i don't pop children

but i got no problem kidnapping a bitch