Like you don't know what our style is, New York niggaz, the wildest
Think you holdin' weight, then you haven't met the Apes
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
What the fuck you gonna do when we run up on you
I'ma pull paper, it's all about the papers
Got the floor red, yeah, that nigga's dead
My niggaz is with it, you want it, come and get it
Me walk through that door, with that .44
Home of the brave, my home is a cage
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
That's how niggaz get down, watch my niggaz split round
Fuckin' with the wrong crew, don't know what we goin' through
Gotta make 'em groove, got 'em all like ooh
Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business, lady
Oh no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll
Niggaz know when I kick shit, it's gonna be some slick shit
Niggaz wanna try, niggaz wanna lie
Bitches talkin' paper then how they wanna rape us
Another unsolved mystery is goin' down in history
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
Now it's time for bed, two more to the head
Then niggaz wonder why, niggaz wanna die
I guess you know what that mean, come up off that green
Oh no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll
Get at me, dog, did I rip shit, with this one here, I flip shit
Look what you done started, asked for it, you got it
Make y'all niggaz kiss ground, just for talkin' shit clown
Light it up like a candle just 'cause I can't stand you
All I know is pain, all I feel is rain
What was that look for, when I walked in the door
When you find out there's some more niggas that's runnin' with your niggaz
I'ma have to show niggaz how easily we blow niggaz
Oh no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll
Oh no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
Five niggaz or a fiend, don't make it a murder scene
It's about to get ugly, fuck it, dog, I'm hungry
Had it, should have shot it, now you're dearly departed
Let a dog roam, and he'll find his way home
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
Niggaz ain't never did shit to me, bitch ass niggaz can't get to me
Oh, you think it's funny, then you don't owe me money
Nothin' we can't handle, break it up and dismantle
Oh no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll
Gots to make the move, got a point to prove
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop
Took it, then we split it, you fuckin' right, we did it
Put my shit on tapes, like you bussin' grapes
So till that next time, you hear this nigga rhyme
Try to keep your mind on gettin' pussy and prime
And yo I'm a slave till my home is a grave
I resort to violence, my niggaz move in silence
How can I maintain, with mad shit on my brain?
You know I'm tryin' to get rid of you, yeah, I know it's pitiful
Oh, you thought you was raw? Boom, not anymore
'Cause now you on the floor, wishin' you never saw
Is y'all niggaz crazy, I'll buss you and be swazy
Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone
Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you
