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Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff
Huh, Ruff Ryders
(Ryde or Die [unverified])
Don't get it twisted y'all
(Yea, yea, yea [unverified])
Ruff Ryders
(Ta fuck I'm talking about right here)

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Now I know you couldn't wait to hear kiss over premier
Kill you on tape, then watch it over a beer
'Cause you ain't nothing but a movie with expensive footage
That's the reason they gon' leave you with expensive bullets

Ain't non of y'all better than lox
Have all of y'all dressed up in a suit dead in a box
Me and my niggas get redder than fox
And I don't care if I love you I still want head of the drop

Niggas runnin' round talkin' that Y2K shit
Crackheads'll still gon' want that gray shit
That's why Ima always cop the yay quick
So I suggest all of y'all stay on jay dick

Too hard for MTV, not black enough for BET
Just let me be
Give me all my royalty money
And let me greed and Ima have hoes for six and hash for three

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Don't get it twisted y'all
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L to the O to the X

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Don't get it twisted y'all
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L O X niggas
Don't get it twisted y'all

Ayo, I give it to you point blankin your moms place
So like point break with a mask on with presidents face
Clear my space, when big Sheek crash the boards
y'all ain't just mark niggas, y'all whole mark niggas
With all that soft ass writin' might as well be in, cards

You gon' gamble with your life, when I launch these torpedoes
That'll shoot the crack out your ass [unverified] casinos
Just me and my gambino's drunk as fuck
With a time parking lot DVD in a trunk

I been drunk most my life, don't ask me why
Through ninth grade, I ain't go to high school
I went to school high and I don't care what y'all got
That shit don't excite me
I'm black and deadly and my burner just like me

And I'm quick to stick one of y'all on tour with the sheritten
See what yours can be mine without, inherittin'
Give up your chains and them little diamonds in your ear
Is it worth your family cryin' and the doctor yellin', clear?

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(Ruff Ryders)
Don't get it twisted y'all
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L to the O to the X

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Don't get it twisted y'all
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L O X niggas
Don't get it twisted y'all

If I knew heaven had a ghetto that was sweeter than here
You know P would pack his bag and just leave next year
But I got a son to raise so I'ma stay in this hell
And I gotta gun to blaze if you play with the L dot O dot X dot at the end
We the niggas that's gon' leave with the pot at the end

Never too young to die or too old to live [unverified] to bust your gun
Go home and mold your kid, I'm ashamed I sell crack
But I'ma ryde for the moment
Know the consequence I'ma die with the omen

Two is better than one, there's three of the L.O.X.
Key in a pot, key in the drop, key to the top
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost of rap
3 in a 1 seein' a gun and usin' it dog
Dope in a six, coke in a five, weed in a four
Ice is for my niggas but the heat is for y'all

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(Ruff Ryders)
Don't get it twisted y'all
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L to the O to the X

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Don't get it twisted y'all
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L O X niggas
Don't get it twisted y'all
Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff   Huh, Ruff Ryders   (Ryde or Die [unverified])   Don't get it twisted y'all   (Yea, yea, yea [unverified])   Ruff Ryders   (Ta fuck I'm talking about right here)      Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   Don't get it twisted y'all   (Yea, yea, yea [unverified])   Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   Don't get it twisted y'all   (Yea, yea, yea [unverified])      Now I know you couldn't wait to hear kiss over premier   Kill you on tape, then watch it over a beer   'Cause you ain't nothing but a movie with expensive footage   That's the reason they gon' leave you with expensive bullets      Ain't non of y'all better than lox   Have all of y'all dressed up in a suit dead in a box   Me and my niggas get redder than fox   And I don't care if I love you I still want head of the drop      Niggas runnin' round talkin' that Y2K shit   Crackheads'll still gon' want that gray shit   That's why Ima always cop the yay quick   So I suggest all of y'all stay on jay dick      Too hard for MTV, not black enough for BET   Just let me be   Give me all my royalty money   And let me greed and Ima have hoes for six and hash for three      Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   Don't get it twisted y'all   Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   L to the O to the X      Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   Don't get it twisted y'all   Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   L O X niggas   Don't get it twisted y'all      Ayo, I give it to you point blankin your moms place   So like point break with a mask on with presidents face   Clear my space, when big Sheek crash the boards   y'all ain't just mark niggas, y'all whole mark niggas   With all that soft ass writin' might as well be in, cards      You gon' gamble with your life, when I launch these torpedoes   That'll shoot the crack out your ass [unverified] casinos   Just me and my gambino's drunk as fuck   With a time parking lot DVD in a trunk      I been drunk most my life, don't ask me why   Through ninth grade, I ain't go to high school   I went to school high and I don't care what y'all got   That shit don't excite me   I'm black and deadly and my burner just like me      And I'm quick to stick one of y'all on tour with the sheritten   See what yours can be mine without, inherittin'   Give up your chains and them little diamonds in your ear   Is it worth your family cryin' and the doctor yellin', clear?      Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   Don't get it twisted y'all   Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   L to the O to the X      Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   Don't get it twisted y'all   Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   L O X niggas   Don't get it twisted y'all      If I knew heaven had a ghetto that was sweeter than here   You know P would pack his bag and just leave next year   But I got a son to raise so I'ma stay in this hell   And I gotta gun to blaze if you play with the L dot O dot X dot at the end   We the niggas that's gon' leave with the pot at the end      Never too young to die or too old to live [unverified] to bust your gun   Go home and mold your kid, I'm ashamed I sell crack   But I'ma ryde for the moment   Know the consequence I'ma die with the omen      Two is better than one, there's three of the L.O.X.   Key in a pot, key in the drop, key to the top   Father, Son, and Holy Ghost of rap   3 in a 1 seein' a gun and usin' it dog   Dope in a six, coke in a five, weed in a four   Ice is for my niggas but the heat is for y'all      Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   Don't get it twisted y'all   Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   L to the O to the X      Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   Don't get it twisted y'all   Recognize, recognize, recognize   (Ruff Ryders)   L O X niggas   Don't get it twisted y'all