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"My Niggas"
Just cause I love my niggas, (Ruff Ryders) I shed blood for my niggas. (Ryde or die) Let a nigga holla, "Where my niggas?" (Get down or lay down) All I wanna hear is, "Right here my niggas" (We here nigga) You won't take this from me baby! You will not take this from me baby! Ya know grrrrr My niggas some niggas that you don't wanna try My niggas some niggas that's really do or die My niggas will have you cowards ready to cry My niggas will fry my niggas will rob My niggas keep niggas on they fuckin' job My niggas know what it's like when shit gettin' hard My niggas stay pullin' you other niggas cards My niggas It's God my niggas we'll shine My niggas just knew it was a matter of time My niggas let me know to keep fuckin' with the rhymes My niggas ain't no longer livin' with crime My niggas is fine my niggas is good My niggas keep you niggas knocking on wood My niggas know how to take it back to the hood My niggas will put you down right where you stood My niggas they could my niggas they will My niggas take you straight to the back & get ill My niggas give it straight to the bank when we kill My niggas put niggas on ice til they chill My niggas is still my niggas is dogs my niggas [echoes] |
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| 2. |
| 3:41 |
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Ughhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Come on Ugghhh
Ahhhhh but they don't hear me though I got blood on my hands and there's no remorse I got blood on my dick cuz I fucked the corpse I'm a nasty nigga when you pass me nigga look me in my eye tell me to my fuc |
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| 3. |
| 0:57 |
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Yo whatz up wit this PacMan nigga yo whatz up (man2):Yo right there Yo hold up,hold up yo Pacman yo pacman (pacman):Yo you know me money yo I don't know you an all that shit but whatz up wit this pacman shit (pacman):what you mean wh |
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| 4. |
| 4:49 |
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Uhh
Swiss beats (Uhh uhh) Nigga, ryde or die (uhh uhh uhh) DMX what what (uhh uhh uhh) Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow Ain't no way ya niggaz you just don't know But niggaz is about to go oh no oh no Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine Ain't n |
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| 5. |
| 4:08 |
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Uhh used to be my dog you was in my left titty
Scream RYDE OR DIE I thought you would die wit me Found out you a bitch you can't even ryde wit me Now it's a war you ain't on the side wit me When it rain, niggaz get wet, stay dry Don't cross me, I compete the snake eye Just lost you, left your shadow in the dark Fucked around it forced me to hit the shadow with a spark Blew your shit apart, now it's two halves of one nigga "Look at him", I said after a few laughs, "Dumb nigga Stupid is as stupid does cocksucker And look what being stupid does, get you shot sucker I let you get too close and you bit me I suppose it went on for too long you tried to hit me Thought you was wit me Well you might as well forget me, cuz from this point on It's war, it won't stop until one of us is gone I'm still mad at myself for lettin that shit go down Somebody shoulda told me I was fuckin wit a clown And I think they found and let.. you.. nigga.. drown ....you know how shit get around Aiyyo X fuck them niggaz, them niggaz ain't your dogs Better treat like some cats and shake they ass to the floor Ben seen the foul shit put the guns in him Lil wanna be you so why you run wit him Can't trust niggaz no further than you can throw 'em You don't wanna murder the niggaz, then you blow 'em Your using your style, that make 'em yo child Then he shouldn't make a move till he hear it from yo mouth We don't allow snakes runnin wit dogs Tell them ain't nothing like a funeral it's gonna be yours Double R, and I ain't here to start trouble god But if they wasn't your niggaz I would have been hit 'em hard Niggaz look like they phony, sound like they phony Run around actin like motherfucker's homies We all make mistakes, that's part of the breaks But you can still call the apes we bringin the duct tape And the broomstick them bitch-ass niggaz is gettin raped Know how we ryde, whoever on they side they die And we ain't tryin to be blind,fuck eye for eye Cuz we only takin yours, you know the dogs motherfucker There was always something there, but I just couldn't touch it Wasn't something that would hurt me, so a nigga said "Fuck it" I let it slide, laughed and joked let it ride And now that you done killed it, I'm glad that it died It's aiight, I know where you live, I'm just waitin Till we knock on your front door, and let you meet Satan It's what you get for hatin, fuck you faggot I never did trust you faggot, I'll bust you faggot What you done forgot about the streets is this Do a grimy nigga like you do a grimy bitch Just stop fuckin wit him, got no more rap No more, "Yo what's up, D?" no more that Be lucky if I don't spit in your face, off a GP And what? bitch-ass nigga, you can't beat me Don't take it as a loss, just take it as a lesson Next time think twice or get iced wit the Wessun NIGGA |
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| 6. |
| 4:49 |
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What y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest It's about to go down Niggaz is ready to start this war that's for sure Nigga come and get it Ride and die why Cause my niggaz is wit it I want Monopoly money but I ain't even half way there |
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| 7. |
| 5:13 |
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Featuring Mary J. Blige] Believe mewhen I say Before lightthere was dark Where you goingwhere you going? Where you goingwhere you going? Where you going? If I don't know where I'm coming from Where would I go? |
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| 8. |
| 4:17 |
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It's All Good
Love my niggaz, but where's my bitches? I love my niggaz, but where's my bitches? Love my niggaz, but where's my bitches? I love my niggaz, but where's my bitches? It's all good, it's alright Fuck all day, fuck all night Call my bitches, ca |
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| 9. |
| 4:57 |
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(You, right here shorty, told you, I got you
Like the way I scooped you, when those fagget niggaz shot you? I'ma hold you down, and I mean that, for real) But everytime you beef with a nigga, I end up havin' to kill (Ain't like that, and hey, forget about them 2 kids 'Bout to do a deal, somethin' nice as you is) Oh you think (Nah, I'm just playin', what's up? I got some new bitches, I know you tryin' to fuck) Not really (What? I ain't your man no more? Because a nigga, don't need a hand no more? You know how we do, if one goes sore You'll take the pussy and go up in the roar) It's like now Where you goin' I ain't trying to take it Fuckin' with a nigga like you, I won't make it (It'll be what it is) Yo, you in for the night? I'm 'bout to take it to the crib (You get home alright?) The snake The rat The cat and the dog How you gonna live When you're in the fog? Yo I ain't fuckin' with this nigga, no more Word to my mother Fuck 'em, so ya know 'em for sure Word to my brother It's like he's gotten worse than before Son of I wonder What type of dirt this nigga got in store for me to get under Then I get a call Yo! (X, Luis just killed your cousin, underneath the projects Don't get back, them niggaz will pay, then I got you, told you I got you Yo, I got you) I'm in a catch 22 But them niggaz gotta pay But I know he's gonna be askin' for a favor one day But fuck it I ain't got no choice in the matter Them faggets killed my peep And I wanna see him splatter (That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, we ain't on no bitch hit And use the same gun that you killed them 2 kids with Is that hard to live with?) Nah (See, you still a playa) But what you want from me? (Uh...I'll tell you later) Shit is all over the news Bomb goes off in central What the fuck have I gotten myself into? My mental is like Get the fuck outta there I'm out (Hey, goin' somewhere?) Nah (What the bag for?) Fuck it, what you want? (Can a nigga come inside for a minute, and puff a blunt?) Here we go again (After what I just gave you, with you actin' like that when you asked for that favor) Yo, I ain't ask you for shit (Oh yes you did, when you really needed something, and you was out, you did You sold me your soul, when you didn't say no Just let a nigga go, and give me what you owe Fuck what you think, ain't shit for free And a mothafucker you know, can't defeat me) Forgive me father, for I have sinned And with your help I know, the devil won't win Here we are on our way to hell We're gonna do it, and we do it well This is Marilyn Manson, Dmx, Ruff Ryders |
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| 10. |
| 5:06 |
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Ha ha ha ha ha ha uhh
See to live is to suffer but to survive well that's to find meaning in the suffering. Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up |
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| 11. |
| 4:00 |
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Keep yo' hands in the air, cause we gon' take you there And I know it ain't fair, but we just don't care.. Uh-huh, uh, whatAin't no other cats got love for me Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me But my dogs, is gon' be a thug for me Uhh, uhh If I'm gonna rob, I'ma rob all night If I'm lookin for somethin it's probably a fight If I'm goin fuck bitches then they better be tight If that's dead, then the head better be right If I gots to play I'ma play til I win Since I gots to be here can't wait to begin Wanna fuck shorty can't stand shorty friend cause honey friend fuck many many men Stay wit the rats cause the rats is real Wanna fuck, then we fuck, already know the deal Shit, fuck what you look like, just show the real And I keep spot that we can go to chill I love my, get down for the hoes Only reason I come around is for the hoes Pipework - I lay it down for the hoes Hit em off with that dark brown, you know? Y'know fuckin wit me, ain't keepin your health right Cause me and my Rolls, we keep it jail tight The shit I pack is heavy, but the shell is light When they drop the same time, you drop without a fight Burnin anything that I'm puttin my name on You might take a 'Drag', but you can't flame 'On' I know y'all niggaz to homey, wit a chain on When it come to the fire I'm the kid they blame it on When you see like eight cars then y'all know who we are Niggaz spittin mean bars off the green jar Never drunk but you see me leaned at the bar Spittin fire that'll melt the ice on your arm You had that but for now dog give me that Cause dog you don't wanna see how my semi act Fake hustlin niggaz you'll pump any pack When it come to this shit, I done laid plenty flat (C'MON!) [DMX] Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear Uhh, uhh What you niggaz want? Cause I got it right here Y'all niggaz front, then I hit you right there Not really impressed by what niggaz wear Faggots talk shit but I really don't care I'm the type of nigga that'll die for the cause Fuck what you heard, I will die for my dogs Ain't scared of shit - will ride in the fog Same thing but a bigger size than yours I fuck with Drag-On, cause he spits the flame Drag-On motherfucker don't forget the name And we all takin over ain't shit the same If you ain't out that mob nigga quit the game And ain't no other cats got love for me Ain't no other cats gon' bust slugs for me Ain't no other cats gon' shed blood wit me But my dogs, is gon' be a thug wit me, c'mon! Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear Do you hear what I tell you? Understand what you hear Don't let nobody tell you, what to hope and to fear Uh-huh, uh Uh.. Drag-On My man Swizz Beatz Uh Uh, uh Uh, uh Uh, uh Double-R, uh |
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| 12. |
| 5:32 |
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Gotta have that.....uh,uh,uh
chours: I will rob and steal witcha' , dog nigga what ride till we die, on till it's up thick like blood, where's my dogs ,uh, there's my dogs (1x)Now who I am is who I'll be until I die either accept it or don't fuc |
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| 13. |
| 5:00 |
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Featuring Lox Jay! Fuck that This is it right here baby! You know what it is YoI used to have bad luck Now you might see me in a Jag truck Mad stuck either with a dime or a bad duck Double R T with the matchin bandana 38 snub blue steel with no ha |
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| 14. |
| 4:33 |
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Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
FLESH OF MY FLESH, BLOOD OF MY BLOOOOOOD!!! *Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood All my niggaz get down like what *Repeat My dogs is dogs, with official bloodlines I say "Stop Being Greedy," get a plate if you want mine Why do niggaz always force you take it back to the streets? (c'mon!) Can I at least go one year without spittin the heat? (uh-huh) Motherfuckers think it's sweet until you get yo' chest messed up (uhh) Two days later he's dressed up -- let him rest up (WHAT?) He ain't goin nowhere, no time soon Remember "High Noon"? Last thing he heard was BOOM! (boom!) Can I get some room or do I gots to, make me a path? (uhh, uhh) Break you in half -- fake niggaz make me laugh (uhh) Y'all niggaz is funny, still talkin bout money and ain't got none -- get the shotgun cause you hungry (woo) It's about to get ugly when the, lights is out One, two, three -- hoe that's three strikes you out! (uhh) His knife was out -- I think they found it still in his hand He in a bag, and I'm over here, killin his man! (c'mon!) *Repeat (x2) I no longer see the shadows that once kept me strong (uhh) And I'm startin to get that same feelin that kept me wrong (uh-huh) Can't afford to trust niggaz cause niggaz lust figures (UHH) Plus niggaz is scared to bust niggaz, rush niggaz (WHAT?) Duelin with the heat, and ain't killin nuttin but time Fuckin with the street, but you ain't feelin nuttin but mine (c'mon!) Tired of hearin niggaz rhyme that don't say shit (c'mon!) Fuck is on them niggaz minds, why don't they quit? (c'mon!) Suckin my dick lookin for somethin new (UH) Let your man hold somethin witcho' hold somethin crew (UH) You know how niggaz do -- we don't forget SHIT If you was there when it's thin then you there when it's thick (c'mon!) No hitchhikers, fuck that, the Ryde was Ruff (WHAT?) And every nigga that was wit us, that died was Ruff (WHAT?) A lot of niggaz that are wit us, ain't cried enough (WHAT?) So now when niggaz come and get us, we fires em up! (c'mon!) *Repeat (x2) Mother..fuckers, thought that the, X would stop But I got niggaz like, "Yo, who's the next to drop?" From his camp, get the stamp, grand champ, it's official Think when you die how many's gon' miss you (c'mon!) Lean over in your casket and kiss you (UH) Send you on your way with a blessin; and pray that another learned a lesson Smith and Wessun ended money's life, now money's wife's a widow (WHAT?) (Gave it to him full blast?) Nah dog, just a little Beside rap I don't talk but make plenty of moves (uh-huh) I'll murder, ten of you fools before you're ready to choose (uh-huh) You either, win or you lose, and I, love to win Even if it means I gotta shed blood again (c'mon!) Keep the bank account doubling, but don't hate me Really thought that what you said would either, make me or break me? (WHAT?) Knowin it don't take me, long to write Matter of fact, I think I'll drop another, song tonight! (c'mon!) *Repeat (x2) |
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| 4:08 |
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Heat
Uh yeah yeah [gunshots] Uh...grrrrrrrrr...uh...hot! Uh..arf arf arf.. The heat is on Are y'all really ready to fly The heat is on Are y'all really ready to die The heat is oonnnnn Have your mother ready to cry The heat is on high The heat is on, you know what's my next move Do I stick with the score, or get with the door Feds got the drop in the back of the Uhaul Snipers on the roof chance of getting away too small Tell'em like this look, it's gonna be a shoot out Whoever make it out meet back at the new house good luck If I don't see you again peace Let's handle our business with these government police You and you go out the front you take the back You cover the first two and I'll take the sack Boomer didn't make it, neither did Stan Now it's three niggaz, splitin' four hundred grand (aight) We all feel the loss but enjoy the profit The game is the same and nothin gonna stop it Most times you make it one time you won't All a nigga could really do is have a vest under the coat (come on) Me and my two mans gave money twenty grand For a scam they don't get the condo in the sand And chances of gettin' caught slim next to none Now we like three deep need that extra gun Bump into my man, I remember from up North I remember he had principles and wasn't nothin soft Off with disgust just was slow and dizzy Everybody got it aight let's get busy Run up in the bank bitch (woman screams)hit the deck Yo bust money,and get the keys off his neck (come here) We on the clock, three mintues until we finished Feds are on the way, but I'm tryin to see spinach In and out duffle bag across the back Extra large sports coat to cover up the mack Feds they attack, I spit lead out niggaz spread out Run up on a civilian in his car, made him get out High speed chasin, racin through the streets Death's in the air, I can taste it through the heat My partner's goin' fast I don't think he's gonna last And if he don't, I'ma hit his wife with his half But that's the type of nigga I am this ain't just rappin I made it, he didn't but ain't shit happens What can I do, but go on livin' Fleein' from the condo, I go on a ribbon Life goes on, that might sound wrong but heeyyy We all live by the rules of the game we play Day to day, death is a possibility The way I play is a fist stops you from killin' me It's too hot to be in the heat cuz it's on Too hot to be in the streets so I'm gone Go back to being discreet live long Til one day, either me or the heat is gone Come On! |
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| 16. |
| 7:25 |
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Please give me the strength I need to live... Bear with me Amen We each walk the paththat we've chosen I'm ready to meet him We're I'm living ain't right Black hate white White hate black It's right back To the same fight They got us suspe |
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