Ryde Or Die Boyz Lyrics - Ruff Ryders

Man, y'all rap niggas is high fashion 

Flashin', talker, no action 

Read emcees like TVs with captions 

Charts we smash on, guns we blast them 

Spit fire like blow dryers and drag dash on 

Your career won't last long, real name Shawn Lassiter 

Four words for y'all, F type no passenger 

Flow nastier, man, you know what I mean 

And I keep them diamonds shinin' blue, yellow and green 

So the wrist look like a twister mat 

Man, I cock the biscuit back and twist ya cap 

Oops, clipped ya face just missed ya hat 

This go out to those that think this just a rap 

Well, mister, address the gat, we'll address ya back 

Nasty, nasty, spittin' disgusting raps 

And I doubt that cha'll cats can fuck with that 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

These ryde or die boyz will rough you up 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

These ryde or die boyz will touch you up 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

These ryde or die boyz will bust you up 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

You don't want no drummer boy 

I hate cops and I like you even less 

I turn your whole block to a bleedin' mess 

Niggas talk hard and get an easy death 

'Cuz I pop buck shots like I'm [Incomprehensible] 

And I can tell you won't blow, gotta scary finger 

All talk, no show, Jerry Springer 

I don't care if you a skinny or a burly nigga 

I'ma have ya face lookin' like a blurry mirror 

We shake your features, y'all make believers 

And the eight'll make you shake like you fake the seizure 

I ball off the scale, break the meter 

And if you ever go to jail, they'll rape and beat'cha 

Hold up, take a breather, I'm way too tough 

Got kicked outta pre-school, played too rough 

I straight grew up, I'm still a bully 

Used to take your lunch money now I steal your jewelry 

Okay, okay, okay, okay 

Okay, okay, okay, okay 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

These ryde or die boyz will rough you up 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

These ryde or die boyz will touch you up 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

These ryde or die boyz will bust you up 

Don't make me reach for these, I got heat to squeeze 

Gonna make your face melt like pizza cheese 

You need to leave 'cuz you don't stand a chance, man 

I get greasy like mechanic hands 

And y'all niggas all sweet like candy yams 

Clear blocks outs, hop out the family van 

Lookin' like a handy man with tools on the waist 

Put you in the ambulance with two's in your face 

You'se a disgrace, you've never been hot 

And I can tell by how you talkin' you ain't never been shot 

Yo, it's whatever or not, if you want it, it's war 

You can choose what I'ma use, the pump or the four 

Then decide where you gon' die, trunk or the floor 

'Cuz I'ma tell the law I don't know nothing at all 

I was just walkin' my dog and discovered the ball 

A lotta niggas think they hard, this is somethin' for y'all 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

These ryde or die boyz will rough you up 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

These ryde or die boyz will touch you up 

Okay, okay, okay, okay 

Okay, okay, okay, okay 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

These ryde or die boyz will rough you up 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

These ryde or die boyz will touch you up 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

These ryde or die boyz will bust you up 

You don't wanna war, you don't wanna drummer boy 

You don't want no drummer boy