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Ruff Ryders - The Hood Lyrics

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  • Shit, this shit right here...is for the thugs in the street
  • Do yall here me?
  • Shit, and this shit right here...will get you mugged in the street
  • [beanie seagal]
  • Beanie segal hit hard, and Ill wire ya jaw
  • Trademark niggas eyes, give them perminant scars
  • Twist backwards, never catch me rollin cigars
  • Only ***** and blow dro out of perservative jars
  • On the block serving like I never heard of the law
  • Cops hit the spot ***** it, mad bro to bar
  • ***** crack, flip powder, I aint takin a loss
  • Plus if I get snatched, its less time for the song
  • I was been known to stroll the block, hold the glock
  • Blow dro, pick up doe, reload the spot
  • Im the shit with crushed ice and some arm and hammer
  • Im the reason why smokers steal car antennas
  • I get bricks, so you know I make big nicks
  • The size of chiclets, that make you pricks sick
  • While you try to profit, I just flip quick
  • Ya niggas know my flow be sick, my doe be quick
  • [nuchild]
  • Now when you wake up
  • Im wiping the cold out your eys with the barrel of the gun
  • Holding your son, smoking branson
  • Blowing smoke in your face, I want the ransom and some
  • His shitll get the opposite of handsome
  • I mean I got to come clean
  • Ive done bagged up and served everything youve seen in the feds magazine
  • Im what yall havent seen
  • I swallow kerosene and piss out gassoline
  • Strike a match and burn the *****ing scene
  • Im no joker - I could blow you into smoke
  • And make your man a second hand smoker.
  • Im so vulgar - Im sendin niggas straight back to their maker
  • Broke, with a playstation for a cd player, see me player?
  • I dont even play that shit
  • I just spit and have the whole hood sayin my shit
  • Yall got a bible? well pray in that shit
  • While I smoke a scripture, load up the guns then come to rip ya
  • [infrared]
  • This be the realest shit I ever wrote
  • Gun up in your mouth, hands around your throat
  • Choke nigga choke, Im dope
  • Roll me up and smoke, on contact
  • Niggas react, and play me back
  • For doe, Ill murder ever nigga not on this track
  • I spit back, at any nigga claimin he teflon
  • The best on, be the next nigga get stepped on
  • A sick dude, type to ask God you wanna battle?
  • I could care less, send me hell I like to travel
  • After waxin him, I wax you
  • Smack you, clap you, and thats two
  • Niggas I left lookin like statues
  • I have to, bring it to these cowards that talk hard
  • Some jail shit? never even walked through a junk yard
  • I thump hard
  • Make a nigga yell for crew quick
  • A true *****, eat a nigga up like a chew-stick
  • Too rich, is what I plan to be in the 9-9
  • Its all mine, fagots ride bench when its crunch time
  • So bump mine, make a nigga lean off the opium
  • You ethiopian
  • Willie niggas, yeah we scopin em, and ropin em
  • Do a nigga rosewood style
  • Hangin by his 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 be killed, thats the shit that Im on
  • Its desparoto style, shooting at them side arm
  • Im gone, see Im dope like heroin
  • And my guns got scopes, so they zero in
  • Here on in, know I fear no men
  • And muther***** shootin five, here go ten
  • Know that if you start a problem, theres no end
  • You tough? fight death and be a hero then
  • Niggas call me poppiseed, Ill pop your seed
  • And move bricks on the block thats too hot to breath
  • Im a real type of nigga, that ***** and squeeze
  • Yall them second guess fagots, that ***** and freeze
  • So I ***** with real niggas, like the lox and d
  • And yall niggas got problems, just watch and see
  • [drag-on]
  • Im the kid with the unlaced boots, butll lace you
  • Leave a hole in your facial, the size of a bagel
  • All my bullets hit, never graze you
  • If you never was shit, ima promise you this
  • Ima front page you, ima youngn
  • The first one there, and the last one to get to running
  • Unless you tell me the cops coming
  • Cuz I like to feel assed out, so when they trap me I blast out
  • Im quiet my gun gotta bad mouth
  • I wake up with the mad south
  • You know how many chinks and jews
  • Drags done dragged out, on a cash route?
  • Cuz when I walk in, stop the talking
  • I dont give a ***** if its a nigga with a walkman
  • Ima put him in a coffin
  • Soon as I step in
  • Im runnin up on the nigga with the thick lens
  • Im tryin to get the benz with the thick rims
  • Double r, soon half of usll goto jail
  • The best studio, 16 bars to post bail

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