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Ruff nigga, volume 2
We show the meaning of ryde or die
So all bullshit you talking, go head nigga

You gotta slap me five or give me a hug
And it hurts when you gotta kill a you love
But I'm gone deal wit my enemies
Cause I got'em for my solo album like kennedy jr.
Fuck ice, go head and get your shine on
I'm bout to cop rocks that y'all niggas can on
Don't worry bout why I got mine on
I want some new shit, I don't want that you can tell time on
Things ain't all good now
Cause some niggas die an turn all you in the hood right now
Y'all can stop like that nigga j gone squeeze
all I got is misdeameanors and some acd's
Y'all gon make me lay something down I
And wear scarmas and listen to carl thomas
running and hide and we coping more guns
An we coming outside somebody gotta die

Go head you know we getting plenty of
Go head you we lighting plenty of dro
Go head you know we coming y-o
Go head truly though go head though
Go head you know we hitting of hos
Go head you know we ripping of shows
Go you know we coming from y-o
Go head truly though go head though

Now I warned niggas that sheek was the one
Now I'm y'all niggas that I got my gun
Read to kill, don't bout no doctor bill
It ain't gone be one of just yo casket clothes
Lox, nah you rather wit the cops
Cause I pop and turn y'all the optimum box
No paper feud, it's straight hate wit
So I'm hungry and let the morgue zip up crew
You hope on our dicks and go whilly yo bikes
And wear ruff tees, motherfucker please
You a nigga, want you stick to the skis
And I don't hear a raps no more
So I don't bother to go in the store an cop y'all
time I cop y'all shit if lox on it
I you in yo mouth ain't no calling the cops
I want my shit back like cash flo and pop

I'm always that, I'm this
But the floor stay nasty hallway piss
If you here the p spitting it's a ass song
When I die mama bury me wit clothes on
Cause be the threapy, the beef goes on
been speaking out of it makes it a lot
But I was fucking wit the savages, kicking the
Live for the money, die for my niggas, run the law
Catch me my weed or fucking your whore
my whip to the limit kind of hoping it flip
Throw my to the tip kind of hoping you flip
I feel for the crackheads, but happy for myself
So I got feelings about this hussling shit
I saying I'm gone quit after a couple of bricks
But I can't building and I don't pop children
But I got no problem a bitch