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Down Bottom (feat. Drag-On & Juvenile)
Ruff Ryders
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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 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 **** 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 **** wit drag Got the chain out so it's bust and grab **** **** that you better bust back 'fore ya niggas 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 **** we don't need that i don't care about your feed back Ya'll niggas don't feed drag Tell a mother****er pull out bust a bullet out in ya safe house Niggas where the keys at niggas where the stash at niggas where the **** is at **** 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 **** 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 Do ya'll niggas bust ya'll guns (repeat) In the late night We be ****ing 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' nigga i ruff ryde your ass then Down Bottom - Ruff Ryders, Drag-On, Juvenile - Ryde Or Die, Vol.1 - Can't let niggas be ****ing for money juve ain't gettin nothin' ha, ha, ha that shit is funn (repat chorus 2x) 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 shit **** 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 **** 'em 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 **** 'em till they cum ha Drag-on juvenille double up what you want ha (repeat chorus 4x)
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