Ruff Ryders - Eastside Ryders Lyrics
[Tray Deee]Who run these streets? Love Thug Beats?Ruff Spoken, Guns Speak, Blood LeakLug heat for the threat not protection,Not a question, Busta Tests I got rest 'emCatch 'Em Slippin, in the hood or the mallYou ain't strapped, we can scrap, I'm good with the Doggs***** Talkin', Chuck Walkin' in my khakisRag Swangin', Gang Bangin' nigga brang it at meEastsider, Ruff Ryder loved by the massesWe The Niggas holla out the set when we blastin'Insane 20 gang, anything killa,Tracy Davis, Hair Raises, Goldie Loc The StealerGang Lock Down, We Cant Stop Now,Get in the way of villan and Tray spray hot roundsSuckas chose thuggin' as a last resort, aint that a *****?Here we do this shit for sport This CRIP[Chorus]We ridaz, keep the heat beside us,Better Not try us, Touch ya like MidasRuff Rydaz, Ride with Eastsidaz,Bustaz bow down to crown, the Royal HighnessWell we gonna take your raps, and gats, stacks and sacksDippin with the Jags and 'LacsEastsidaz roll with Ruff RydazTry to step aside us or get right behind us[Styles]When I die, ***** a moment of silence, this is HolidayGangsta rap gunnin' and havin' moments of violenceIts an Eastsider, Ruff Ryder thing, Why you mad at me?Holdin on an AK, puffin' on some Cali weedStreets is my girl, asked her to marry meYellow and Purple Ears, tryin' to see Shaq's SalaryD-Block Gang, Ruff Ryder Mafia,Make Sure the bullets hit u cause i stand on top of yaBounce like I'm Hydrolics (Hydrolics),And i got niggaz in the hood that would shoot you over nine dollarsAsked if I'm a gang member? ***** nah, I'm a gang leaderBoss to the boss and I bang heaters-acapo