Ryde Or Die

Yo if gon' sleep on somethin, might as well be a bed

And if you gon' crack a *******, might as well be a head

Cause if you targettin the l.o.x. you might as as well target a box

That you gon' sleep in for years, all covered wit rocks

Cause i think not, i pop shots, i double what y'all got

Ya hotshots aint got blocks, ?llabuta? muchacha

From the days in school, now a mother****** rule

And i could drop my chain in court, yeah, keeps ya cool

That's how ice be, i'm priceless, the iciest

And i dont gotta wear fatigues to blow out your chest

My bullets thump when i'm laced in some fly ************t, punk

The baby nine be on the daily, aint no poppin a trunk

But if i pop the trunk, its to hand you a rag

So you can wipe down the windows on the side of my jag

Must i brag? my ************t paid for, yours tagged

And every ************ you grabbed,

Sheek bend em back

[jadakiss]

Ayo i hope you aint tongue-kissin your spouse

Cause i be ****** her in the mouth

Type of ******* buck at your house

Too slick, means she be suckin my ************

And before you know it, i'ma have her stuffin my bricks

Jada, if i kiss you now, you'll die later

I been nice since *******z was watchin movies on beta

Ready to clap, everybody givin me gats

Cause believe it or not, we be the ones settin the traps

You listen to y'all ************t, then listen to our ************t

Ain't nuttin y'all ************s could do but gossip

That's the reason now y'all *******z ain't got ************t

Cause everytime i turn around y'all on the l.o.x. ************

*******z thats narrow, i just smack em wit the barrel

Give it to em at the light, like kane's cousin abel

Chorus: repeat 4x the ruff ryders! (what?) the ruff ryders

[styles]

******* you and your son, y'all low wit the scum

Show me the money, i'll show you a gun, mother******

Sp'll spin the corner while you prolly within

I clap you, i clap him, and thats rule number one

Suckin my ************, and i dont give a ******* what you spit

Who you are, where you from, and who the ******* you can get

Cause i sell records, plus i got a jail record

Y'all *******z ain't sayin ************t until y'all bare weapons

And even when you dead, you can still ****** get it

A ******* that'll smack ya, ******* around and clap ya

Styles p., your favorite rapper's favorite rapper

[eve]

Aint no surprise *******z, only ******* wit recognized *******z

Babygirl want the world, gave ya pies *******z

No tops, take em in all shape and size *******z

No lie, prefer them ready do or die *******z

What? what you want? cutey starin at me like

"damn, where you from?"

You be comin at me like "can i get some?"

Lick your lips for this brown sugar

Suck mine like a thumb, if you want, til i cum, uhhh

-chorus-

[drag-on]

I be the d-r, a-g, dash o-n, slash often comma, burnin *******sz often

They call me drag-on, i'm hot scorchin

Keep the block roastin light a dutch wit the flames comin, toastin

In my eyes you could see what summer's holdin

Realizin, every guy i'll fry or dead rowdy

I burn to a degree of 130, and my gun dirty

Cause it got one bury, so you better run, hurry or catch one early

You wrong, tryin to touch me, what type of ************t you on?

You better through your boots on and your unflammable suits on

Cause i'm comin through wit a yukon black tinted wit gats in it

Catch you while you smokin, send your casket, throw the sack in it

But only half of it, cause y'all like half-ass dude

And we are one whole, and y'all *******z is one slash two

My gun blast you, tryna out the flames, what're you, firemen?

You'll catch a hell of a backdraft cause my fire retirin, aight then

[dmx]

Its my, survival instinct that keeps my head above the water

Everyday i show another how a lover slaughter

Flood your daughter, full of more holes than spurges

Taxin businessmen for stocks over lunches

Wit these, i shoot the breeze, and extort

Enough keys from the cuban, to build a ****** fort

Caught up in somethin that i cant control

Tryna get a hold of a bankroll, let's role

Catch bodies like a cold, and i stay slick so face it

Make me chase it, i take your life and erase it

Wasted, in the ****** streets cause it ain't worth ************t

The undertaker take your ass unbder the earth quick,

I love money, but the scrambles hot

So i snatch up my man and the gamblin spot

Twenty grand is got, when *******z shot, one ******* less

What used to be his chest is now a mess under his ****** vest