[Intro: Jadakiss]
Ruff Ryders
Ryde or die motherfucker
What's fuckin' wit that?
We gon' catch a lotta more felonies this year
You know, a lotta more car jackin'
Gon' beat a lotta n***as down
It's a special D-Block delivery ya heard

[Sheek Louch]
Yeah
D-Block (Yeah)
What up?!

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
See this faggot gon' have Sheek catch a case (huh)
Stupid, I spit beer in your face (stupid)
My dick out in front ya bitch while you eatin' wit her
Straight disrespect, hawk in ya neck
And this back and forth shit is gay
Y'all don't really wanna play 'cause y'all wouldn't rap about it
Be careful when the club is crowded (no doubt)
Three or four drinks, n***as a have blood on ya minks
I ain't tryna do this shit all night (nah), let's fight
Pull the guns out, put them boxin' gloves down
We'll see if you can last this round fuckin' clown
Hold up, yo, yo I don't give a fuck what you drive or what bitch you screw
Punch n***as in the face gettin' interviewed
Or I might shank ya face, one or the other
And you never gon' see me like Tigger's mother
Shut the fuck up and make ya songs
Keep my name far from your mouth
'Fore they find ya body in the woods somewhere far from ya mouth
What, what
[Verse 2: Styles P & Jadakiss]
Awk you 'bout to cough up blood, you got a hard head
So I'ma make it soft and gushy (dickhead)
Would say the n***a name but he far from the The Truth
You a bitch cocksucker (y'all know that asshole) and your boss is pussy
This n***a wanna say my name, better get a gun
Plan to use it, wanna play my game
You could put cha frame on it
And tell your momma that her boy got a bullet wit a fuckin' name on it (bitch)
You wanna pray ta God, he wanna play the God
Get the syrup and Cris, I'll be slayin' y'all, ride when you push me
And all I see when y'all n***as throw up ya sign is upside pussy (faggots)
Fuck wit P, I leave you upside pussy (ha ha ha)
Head on the ground, feet in the air (what)
P style, wherever I see you I'm leavin' you there (right there)
I don't ask for forgiveness (hell no)
I'ma boss so I just tell my soldier to go blast at the witness
Dog you know half of me and half of the business (that's right)
Holiday, recognize the n***a and the name, (uh) I give the bullets (yea) out like gifts, (uh) like I had (yo) them for Christmas

[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
I ain't the R but I'm ready to build and n***as is ready to die only 'cause they ain't ready ta kill
But this is a man's world, y'all n***as keep fuckin' wit Kiss I see to it you visit ya man **speeding car sound effect**
You can find out if the gates is pearly (guess who)
Bang bang D-Block gang n***a, early
Time that we get on n***as (uh huh)
Bean just make you fart, (what) Kiss really shit on n***as
Y'all got all the bucks why y'all mad? (why?)
'Cause we love ta stab (yeah) and we fuck n***as up bad (fuck 'em up)
And everybody keep chrome (uh huh) but chu ain't never had a knife in ya cheek bone (never, never)
Who want what and where they want it at
You know where to find me in a Chinese store wit a hunnid sack
Think it's a game, (think it's a game 'till them thangs come out) 'till ya mom's pull that white sheet back off and when she think it's a shame (uh)
Throw joints, throw slugs and we throw darts (yea)
Y'all n***as got platinum mouths and gold hearts (uh)
Talk but when coke go up, (what)
Papi spot is like homeroom, y'all n***as don't show up (where they at)
This is fishscale over here, that's blow up
Be an adult for once bitch ass grow up
I just wanna see hawk to muscle, I don't wanna have a meetin' (uh-uh)
And I don't wanna talk to Russell
What the fuck y'all n***as gon' tell Kiss (nuttin')
Catch me bangin' R3 n***a in the SL 6 (ha ha haaa)
Bitch
Double R baby (that's right), D-Block
In The R We Trust
It's all lovely
It's right