Chours(2x):

Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop

Oh,no

That's 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 don't know what are style is

New York niggaz the wildest

My niggaz is wit' it

You want it? come and get it

Took 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, don't know what we goin' thru

I'ma have ta show niggaz how easliy we blow niggaz

When you find out there's somemore niggas, that's runnin with your niggaz

Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle, light it up like a candle

just cause i can't stand you

Put my shit on tapes, like you bussin' grapes

Think you holdin weight? Then you haven't met the Apes



Chours(2x)



Is ya'll niggaz crazy?

I'll buss you and be swazy

Stop actin' like a baby, mind your own business lady

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

you know I'm tryin' to get rid of you

Ya I know it's pitiful

That's how niggaz get down

Watch my niggaz spit round

Make ya'll niggaz kiss ground, just for talkin' shit clown

Oh you think it's funny then you don't know me money

It's about to get ugly, fuck it dog I'm hungry

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

Five niggaz or a friend, don't make it a murder scene

Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone

let a dog rome and he'll find his way home

Home of the brave, my home is a cage

and yo I'ma slave til' all about the papers

I'ma pull paper, it's all about the papers

Bitches talkin' paper then how they wanna rap 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

It's 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, wit' that 4 4

Now it's time for bed

Two more to the head, got the floor red

Yea that nigga's dead

Another unsolved mystery, It's goin' down in history

Niggaz ain't never did shit to me

Bitch ass niggaz can't get to me

Gots to make the move, got a point to prove

Got a make'em grove, got'em all like ooh

So the next time, you hear this nigga ryhme

Try to keep your mind, on gettin pussy and crime



Chorus(1x