what summers holdin' Realizin', every guy I'll fry or dead rowdy I burn to a degree of 130, and my gun dirty 'Cause it got one bury, so you better run, hurry Or
Babe I'm a Ruff Ryder Hey I'm a Ruff Ryder Oh no no, yeah yeah yeah Mmmmm-hmmmm, yeah [Verse 1] Woke up one Sunday morning At the crack of dawn
by four Shit, this just the hate that's been provided by ya'll Reciprocated and multiplied by more You likely to see jigga in a wide body or Drop-top
-Vaya -Come on -Vaya -A vailar [Chorus 2x:] Where're my niggers with the big dicks? -Ahh Where're my niggers with the hot whips? -Ahh Where're my niggers
quicker than coke profit ''cause I can double it, and put Bitch on bitch, brick on brick, stich on stich, who you fuckin wit? Not me, can't a nigga or
[dmx] Ughhh Aieyo (ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!) These niggaz is crazy baby They cant fuck wit da dog (ya know) Yo swizz Swizz (my nigga) Swizz, swizz, swizz Anotha
weak picture, callin' his moms and his child Mysonne Its mysonne, lefty, gun up in the right palm Poppin' niggas in their sleep so they die calm Kill or
wake high, when your tellin' me bye What goes around comes around, am I comin' or goin'? All I'm tryin' to do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
money Plus you don't know me money, so stop the rumors Before you need the janitors to come mop the room up Ryde or Die Volume two, smash the charts
volume 2 We show niggas the meaning of ryde or die So all that bullshit you talking, go head nigga [jadakiss] You don't gotta slap me five or give me
as a stallion maiden You better dart Is she feminine with pretty women friends all dimes! Timberlands is how I like my men and all minds Rough ryde you
And if I lose my voice nigga, I'ma flow online And by next year, we should have a thousand guns Nigga Ruff Ryde, Ryde or Die Volume One [Chorus] []
the car Come and Ruff Ryde with us If you wanna get high with us If you wanna get down with us Come on now, yeah, come on Come and Ruff Ryde with us
the weaponry for And I probably won't blow for the fact that I'm hard But I'm good with ten million in the back of the car Either that or get life and
One Y'all done fucked up now Oh shit, ryde or die nigga Its Yung Wun with the big gun, what you gon do boy You betta sit down boy we don't play like
[left and right dmx parts simultaneous] Whoo whoo! dog ni-gga what? Whoo whoo! dog ni-gga [dmx] Uhh, ruff ryders, what? ! Volume one, swizz beats
glass disappear like a genie Move to the LOX and Beanie While them hoes backin' that thang up on my weenie It's like no nigga in the world could see me When I Ruff Ryde
