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Chorus(2x):

Stop, drop, shut em down open up shop

Oh, no

Thats how ruff ryders roll

Dmx:

Niggaz wanna try, niggaz wanna lie

Then niggaz wonder why, niggaz wanna die

All I know is pain

All I feel is rain

How can I maintain, with madd shit on my brain

I resort to violence, my niggaz move in silence

Like you dont know what are style is

New york niggaz the wildest

My niggaz is wit it

You want it? come and get it

Took it then we split it

You fuckin right we did it

What the fuck you gonna do, when we run up on you

Fuckin wit the wrong crew, dont know what we goin thru

Ima have ta show niggaz how easily we blow niggaz

When you find out theres somemore niggas, thats runnin with your niggaz

Nothin we cant handle, break it up and dismantle, light it up like a candle

Just cause I cant stand you

Put my shit on tapes, like you bussin grapes

Think you holdin weight? then you havent met the apes

Chorus(2x)

Is yall niggaz crazy?

Ill buss you and be swazy

Stop actin like a baby, mind your business lady

Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you

You know Im tryin ta get rid of you

Ya I know its pitiful

Thats how niggaz get down

Watch why niggaz spit round

Make yall niggaz kiss ground, just for talkin shit clown

Oh you think its funny then you dont know me money

Its about to get ugly, fuck it dog Im hungry

I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green

Five niggaz or a fiend, dont make it a murder scene

Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone

Let a dog roam and hell find his way home

Home of the brave, my home is a cage

And yo ima slave til my home is a grave

Ima pull paper, its all about the papers

Bitches talkin paper then how they wanna rape us

Chorus(2x)

Look what you dun started,

Asked for it, you got it

Had it, should have shot it

Now your dearly departed

Get at me dog, did I rip shit with this one here I flip shit

Niggaz know when I kick shit

Its gonna be some slick shit

What was that look for, when I walked in the door

Oh you thought you was raw, boom not anymore

Cause now you on the floor, wishin you never saw me walk

Through that door, with that 4 4

Now its time for bed

Two more to the head, got the floor red

Yea that niggas dead

Another unsolved mystery, its goin down in history

Niggaz aint never did shit to me

Bitch ass niggaz cant get to me

Gots to make the move, got a point to prove

Got a makeem grove, gotem all like ooh

So to the next time, you hear this nigga ryhme

Try to keep your mind, on gettin pussy and crime

Chorus(1x)

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