World war III
Ruff Ryders
World War 3
Ruff Ryders, Ruff Ryders
Ryde or Die, Volume 2
Ahahahahahaha it's the second time around mothafuckas (Yeah...)
Volume 2, Ryde or Die BEOTCH!
Gangsta nigga, and we gon rock this mothafucka
You gon see baby
We the square root of the mother fuckin street
For sure, baby (double R)
You cock suckin sons of bitches!!
State your name gangsta
Big Snoop Dogg
Where you representing?
West Coast
You gon hold it down?
Best belive me
Enough said then nigga (beotch)
(Snoop Dogg:)
Let's make this official
Shine your boot's and load your pistols
Pull out your best crondencial, cause this'll
Be be official, from the fake tissue
Doggy Dogg and big Swisso
Nigga blow the whistle
Smoking on some bomb be the second hand smoke will get ya
Hit ya, and make you all get the picture (big risk)
When was the last time you see me
Hosted up, what's hosted up, and sippin on some reeme
Belive me, it aint easy being dizzy
With these jealous rap niggas
And these punk ass breezys
Man, I couldnt remember what they told me
When I first came in the gang
Rock chang, then chains
Call it what you want it, keep the heat up on the East
Smoke each till California
Spinning like a tumor
Banging on the corner
Like a sauna
You best will get fucked up
Or put this (yea) on ya
State your name youngsta
Young One
Where you representing?
ATL Shorty
You gon hold it down?
Damn right
Well enough said then
Ease up, nigga
(Young One:)
Shorty pop it out, acting like he got alot
Wit all that fake, ice on his watch
Does this nigga wanna get gut?
Coming to my city with all that hot shit
And his fake ass clique
Ima put some men and bust his wigg among some thugged out shit
You better be strapped boy, how you gonna love that boy?
Hey boy, ima break your back boy, wit a bat boy
Where you at boy? Hold up, im cold hearted
Damn right, im dead retardant
Ima youngen and down hill bitch im the hardest
Shoot the hoop, high and talk that shit
Ima stay low, keep it real and shoulder come up
But when I bite, dont feel that there
It's real down here
Watch your mouth boy, you might get killed down here
Im a ryde or die nigga, I put something your eye nigga
Get beside the setup it's "bye bye nigga"
When it come to glock, cockin and drop popping
Im the first to hit the block
And go to war with the cops, fuck nigga
State your name gangster
Scarface
Where you representing?
My motherfuckin self
You gon hold it down?
Goddamn right
Well enough said then nigga
(Scarface:)
High ho, Scarface and Dogg put in the streets
Scaring large
Nigga terrorists with this berreta I pledge in my paw
Im scaring mothafuckas straight with my gorilla tactics
Guarantee you my enemys die
It's a world wide ??? ???
For all soldiers
Even you Ruff Ryde Ryde motha roll ova
It's a sick (pick em up) so down on your knees
Cause im sick of em
The disrepecting
You dont disrepect me nigga
Im the one these niggas call on when it goes ???
The heart hypnotized after they beatin up the bosses
Make em an offer that they cant refuse
They dont comply
When I walk out, they stank these fools
I guess these niggas think they cant be moved
Realizing they dont scare niggas like they think they do
You fuck with me, I got's to fuck wit you
World War 3 mothafucka I thought you knew
State your name gangsta
Jadakiss nigga
Where you representing?
East coast dawg
You gon hold it down?
Why wouldnt I?
Well enough said then nigga
Let's go
Let's go
(Jadakiss:)
If you fucking with the Kiss
You aint gon breath
Then only time I lick in they ass
Is New Years Eve
Sonny from Bronx Tale
You cant leave
Get kissed on your cheek
Then you meant to die
Cause when the gun start poppin and my temperature rise
You know my style, 20 niggas wit 40 cal's
Nine years ago you were hollerin at Shorty "wow"
Now im in the rap game, twistin these honeys out
Never left the crack game
Still on the money route
I run through the industry
Lookin for enemy's
See yall niggas sound sick and jaded the remedy
Get shot in your eyes and mouth
Cant see, cant talk
When you fucking wit the heart of New York
And that's foul and then swallow and poll
And dont fuck wit the feds dawg
You know I push the proud of the court
Tongues on my lap
Got the East coast on my back
How many times must I tell you motherfuckers
We in the indrustry niggas
We in the streets niggas
Ruff Ryders for ever
Oh yea!
Now what!
Ryde or Die, you talk it, we live it, East Coast
So Ryde or Die, you want it, we give it, West Coast
So Ryde or Die, you start it, we end it, Ghetto South
So Ryde or Die, you talk it, we live it, Midwest
So Ryde or Die, you want it, we give it, Ruff Ryders
So Ryde or Die, you start it, we end it, BEOTCH!
Ahahahaha Ruff Ryders
Double R mothafuckers
Ruff Ryders
