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Ruff nigga, volume 2
We show niggas the meaning of or die
So all bullshit you talking, go head nigga

You don't gotta me five or give me a hug
And it hurts when you gotta a nigga you love
But I'm gone deal wit my sooner
Cause I got'em looking for my solo like kennedy jr.
Fuck crush ice, go head and get shine on
I'm to cop rocks that y'all niggas can climb on
Don't worry bout why I got mine on
I want some new shit, I want nothing that you can tell time on
Things ain't all right now
Cause more niggas die an turn all you in the hood right now
Y'all can stop acting that nigga j gone squeeze
Cause all I got is misdeameanors and some
Y'all gon make me lay something down I
And puff wear scarmas and listen to thomas
Puff running and hide and we coping guns
An we outside cause somebody gotta die

Go you know we getting plenty of dough
Go you know we lighting plenty of dro
Go head you we coming from y-o
Go head truly though go really though
Go head you know we hitting of hos
Go head you know we ripping of shows
Go head you know we from y-o
Go truly though go head really though

Now I warned y'all niggas that was the one
Now I'm warning niggas that I got my gun
Read to kill, worry bout no doctor bill
It ain't be one of those just yo casket clothes
Lox, nah you rather fuck wit the
I pop and turn y'all like the optimum box
No paper feud, it's straight wit dude
So I'm hungry and let the zip up your crew
You wanna hope on our dicks and go yo bikes
And wear ruff tees, motherfucker please
You a poke-a-nose nigga, you stick to the skis
And I don't hear a nigga raps no
So I don't bother to go in the store an cop shit
time I cop y'all shit if lox on it
I shoot you in yo ain't no calling the cops
I want my back like cash flo and elian's pop

I'm always that, I'm always
But the floor stay nasty like hallway
If you here the p it's a deep ass song
When I die mama me wit street clothes on
Cause be the threapy, the beef goes on
been speaking out of it makes it a lot
But I was wit the savages, kicking the drop
for the money, die for my niggas, run from the law
Catch me smoking my or fucking your whore
Push my to the limit kind of hoping it flip
my clip to the tip kind of hoping you flip
I sorry for the crackheads, but happy for myself
So I got mixed feelings this hussling shit
I keep saying I'm gone quit after a couple of
But I can't building and I don't pop children
But I got no kidnapping a bitch