Ruff Ryder Lyrics

I'm the number one example
Of a real motha f*cka
Ya feel me?
A great samaritan
Ya feel me?
Perfect American
Ya know what I'm sayin?
Raw 100% breeded killin them niggas

In that bitch I play with
My cards on deck
I got a full house bitches
On top of bitches
Swishers and more bitches
Niggas hate for show
Bitches and bout riches
Niggas talk down, walk around
My gun that I got like black hawk down
The harder the eagle, people be saying shit
Just to say shit, feel me?
I split niggas up, when that case split
Niggas keep crying when that case split
I be acting all dangerous
I'm a show you about dangerous I'm a show you pusises that you can't hang with
Yes this nigga is dangerous
James Bonds guns, yea I got the same shit
Same cars, same tits, different bitches
All my hoes mixed, playing bitches f*ck
I stopped being a pimp
I started pimping myself
Ask the pimp of myself
My last names mack
That's a answer itself
Got an apple, ya feel me?
My nigga, it will answer itself
Got a car parked and it parks itself
Coke on the f*cking top shelf
Niggas don't play
Bitch and don't ask me questions
I'm bagging up keys
Like Swizz Beats
Holla at me dog
I'm a rough ryder too

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