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Ruff Ryders ("They're BAAAACK!")

This is what you're tellin me, okay

It all comes down to this huh? Okay

This is what you fuckin tellin me?

That this is it? Okay (GRRRRRRRRRR)

How many slugs should I plug into yo' chest before it's get filled

Since you ain't got nuttin else to do but get killed

Been a fiend every since I found out how a slaughter taste

Empty a clip of hollow tips into yo' daughter's face

Cause that's just the type of shit that I'm on

Collect my dough, make the fuckin hit and I'm gone

I ain't never gots to worry about the aim

Infrared, to your head, will make sure, I hit him in the brain

BLAOW! One mo' time for good luck - for what?!

He was already dead, what the fuck?!

I be, breakin my shit up OFF in a nigga

When I don't see, nuttin but SOFT in a nigga

Fuckin coward, I wonder how it - feels

To have to look at your moms - squeal, after I hit her with the steel

Ill, that's how a nigga blows shit up

Believe whoever I hit up, will never get up

Tell me, how it's goin down nigga

If I'm bein a fuckin clown nigga (yeah)

Take a couple of rounds nigga, I keep a toast real close

In case I gotta turn the rest of yo' peeps into ghosts

Fuck it I'm ready for combat, with a gat

that'll make any nigga, become a meal for the fuckin rats

There won't be nuttin left of money but a soupbone

Big Motherfuckin DMX from the group home

Niggaz don't mean what they say when they talk

Niggaz lean a certain kind of way when they walk

Niggaz don't mean what they say when they talk

Niggaz lean a certain kind of way when they walk

Since the first day in it, I made a promise to myself

I was gonna make it happen, that's the way I felt

You know Philly never scared, play the cards we dealt

Doin it my way, you bitches strugglin for help

I hear your rumors and your so-called beefs

But it's a different story any time we meet in the streets

I'm fully in it bitch, your shit is juvenile to me

We can squash it, go 'head let you warm up the crowd for me

I hate to even be like this, y'all bring it out

To tell the truth it excites me, I scream it out

Sick wid'dit, ain't a bitch that can get wid'dit

Admit it, I'm that bitch you can't live wid'dit

And I'ma keep it comin long as I'm here

Pitbull, back at'cha neck, I'm hearin them cheer

E-V-E is what they need in they life, I'm bout mine

Now I'm done wit'chu, fuck out my face, wastin my time

Bitches don't mean what they say when they talk

Bitches lean a certain kind of way when they walk

Bitches don't mean what they say when they talk

Bitches lean a certain kind of way when they walk

Nahh! Uh, yeah, aiyyo

I got a wet haze, coke, and a p-blow block

But y'all still missin the point like a free throw shot

Get it? This ain't some'n you learn, this is some'n you earn

Turn it up and give me some'n to burn

That boy 'Kiss is a hell of a man

Treat your life like a cell phone, so try to get a helluva plan

Cause most dudes left the hood broke

A couple knew what they was doin, so they came back like good coke

Down South they'll tell you 'Kiss is good folk (that's right)

Up North I hit my niggaz off with good smoke

Out West they ridin with me, now I'm back hard

I'm just worried bout the rats that's in my back yard

Hated by many, confronted by none

I trust two guys, one's God, and one is my gun

Jada is the nice guy, 'Kiss is the monster

D-Block and Double R is my sponsor

Cowards don't mean what they say when they talk

Cowards lean a certain kind of way when they walk

Cowards don't mean what they say when they talk

Cowards lean a certain kind of way when they walk

Fuckin cowards!

Niggaz can't be fuckin serious, y'all niggaz pussy

Niggaz pussy - y'all don't like it? BRING IT, BITCH!

Just a lil' some'n man, to let y'all know

To niggaz know man, matter of fact

Matter of fact y'all niggaz, excuse my back man!

Straight up y'all niggaz, pardon my back!

I ain't got no rap for no sucka-ass niggaz!

Five time motherfuckin champ!

Five times! BITCH! Touch that! Then holla back!

Motherfucker!

A nigga done had this rap shit

I'm out..