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Исполнитель: Ruff Ryders
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<br>[Jermaine Dupri]<br>uh-huh, yea-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (tell `em who we is)<br>yeah, yeah, yeah<br>They call me, when thay wanna get they dough up<br>Call me, when they wanna see shit blow up<br>Freessshhh<br>from the floor up<br>And ya know what? I`m sick wit it the shit don`t slow up<br>I`ma see it, want it, drop it, cop cat<br>Get it, stay on it, don`t stop cat<br>In the big chair wit the big hat screamin` "Y`all wanna floss wit us?"<br>Where the fuck you at? From the south side, ruff ryde<br>No one will<br>Fuckin wit us, is a done deal<br>And y`all gotta hate huh?<br>`Cuz it`s to much weight for one<br>And y`all ain`t havin` no fun<br>Got a whole beat team tryin` to do what I do<br>Whole street team tryin` do what I do<br>Like what? Double countin` me out?<br>Forget it, i`m the best that ever done it, need to check and reck<br><br>[Chorus: JD and Cross together]<br>(uh, uh, uh, uh)<br>Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this<br>All Out, make ya dance `til ya fall out<br>So So Def make it hot to death<br>You ain`t platinum plus? You ain`t fuckin` wit` us<br>Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this<br>All Out, make ya dance `til ya fall out<br>So So Def make it hot to death<br>You ain`t platinum plus? You ain`t fuckin` wit` us<br><br>[Cross]<br>Now, money ain`t never been a thing ta me<br>I`m down 8th with the brand new cinammon 3<br>OT, I got cake with a C and a D<br>On the wrist is a ice band capitol B, small V<br>I`m fuckin` with the Don Chi Chi<br>I`m a P-I-M-P, you can`t tempt me (uh)<br>Check the ice and the clarity, it`s cake like the lottery<br>Playa don`t lie ta me, your stash couldn`t cover me<br>What a playa wannabe, neck light in risavie<br>Hoes, I keep those by the, dime or dozen<br>I like short-a-y, but i wouldn`t, mind her cousin<br>It`s a cost, take the buck and all of them, quit fuckin<br>UHH!!!<br><br>[Chorus: JD and Cross together]<br>(uh, uh, uh, uh)<br>Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this<br>All Out, make ya dance `til ya fall out<br>So So Def make it hot to death<br>You ain`t platinum plus? You ain`t fuckin` wit` us<br>Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this<br>All Out, make ya dance `til ya fall out<br>So So Def make it hot to death<br>You ain`t platinum plus? You ain`t fuckin` wit` us<br><br>[Ma$e]<br>C`mon, C`mon, C`mon<br>We be the best harlem niggaz 80`s to lately<br>Think of Po Wop, Mickey Bonz and A-Z<br>Fresh Ritz Zit, Kevin Giles and DB<br>And at the end of all tha shit niggaz still say me<br>I`m the best that ever did it, got a way wit it<br>Put grannie on the stand, she`ll never say who did it<br>I`m from where, even the gangsta`s live to,<br>Make a mil. on the stoop, every summer switch boots<br>Cats change they name, to Phil like a giant<br>I treat rap like packs, role dills on consignment<br>This is for cats hummin` crack, bitchin` and parkin`<br>All the grimie niggaz who got generous hearts<br>Got a brother doin` life, to see him is hard<br>Fuckin` wit mase, is like a nigga swimmin` wit sharks<br>My niggaz chase cake, play some infa-reds<br>Some niggaz in the state, some is in the feds<br>Spit shit at niggaz that might erase they head<br>And role miserable niggaz who can`t wait to be dead<br>All Out, Ruff Ryde mothafucka, All Out<br>Wanna flow BEYATCH?!<br><br>[Chorus: JD and Cross together]<br>(uh, uh, uh, uh)<br>Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this<br>All Out, make ya dance `til ya fall out<br>So So Def make it hot to death<br>You ain`t platinum plus? You ain`t fuckin` wit` us<br>Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this<br>All Out, make ya dance `til ya fall out<br>So So Def make it hot to death<br>You ain`t platinum plus? You ain`t fuckin` wit` us<br><br><br>[Cross]<br>Uh, yeah<br>Swizz Beatz<br>We them niggaz in the streets<br>All Out, JD<br>Who you with?<br>Double R mothafucka, uh<br>uh-huh, yeah, yeah<br>Cross