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Intro: Sheek
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Ugh
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You know we had to 'dis right
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Hugh Hugh
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You know we had to 'dis right
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Hugh Hugh
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It just wouldn't be right
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Verse One:Sheek
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Yo
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Ayo
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Yo I'ma b-boy standin in my b-boy stance
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Glock on my hip is big is the dick in my pants
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You don't want nuttin wit sheek you soft as fuck
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I leave a single shotgun shell on top of your truck
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Wit a horseshoe to let you know you pressin' ya luck
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You don't want nuttin wit kiss, nuttin wit styles
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You don't wanna end up food for the crocadiles
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I'd take the gun off ya waste and smack ya
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And turn around and point it at ya mink and give you one
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I'm the reason why ya peeps not in ICU
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Cause believe me when you ain't watchin I see you
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From the Hamptons to the place where you like to eat
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I put somethin in them mams you keep thinkin is sweet
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I'm in the bushes all night calm wit' the Tommy
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Waitin for you to skinny dip wit' that mommy
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While she waitin for the night i'm waitin for her flight
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Chorus: Jadakiss
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2X
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No we ain't
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Wit dem
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No more cause we ruffrydin
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Get it out ya head now
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LOX is back now
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Show a little love now
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Pump it in the club now
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Verse Two: Jadakiss
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Yo if you should die tonight
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It's cause I said peel his cap
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We on Ruffryders now
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How real is that
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It's the kiss of death everybody know J- face
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Us gettin off similar to OJ's case
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Just better rhymes and better beats involved
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Less politics more of the streets involved
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Things always go smooth when the heats involved
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Sign today or get beat tommorow
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First one talkin that family shit
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And get a lotta doe and don't give the family shit
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I don't care how many ? you wrote
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I just wanna see how you gonna dance when your neck get broke
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if yall do fall down i'ma scoop the ?
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No shiny suits
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Everybody boots and jeans
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The industry is one thing being real is another
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That means i'll steal your mother
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Chorus: 2x
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Verse Three: Styles
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Yo if you left the peak ballin i don't feel yo ass
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I wish duke was still alive and they killed yo ass
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You can keep an industry but don't you come to the hood
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I got a thousand niggas like me and they feel like suge
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If you think i'm beefin for nuttin then rob me dog
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I'm from the hood
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And I ain't bee robbed before
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Tell you screw all the paper work
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You can lie in dirt
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Walk through the valley nigga tell me if the iron hurt
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Ruffryder now cause that's where the bombs at
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And i tell niggas fuck that car jack
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Take the roley out the air put the don back
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Can't wear shiney suits on combat
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Guess i got personal beef
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You worse then a thief
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Probably be your man that'll work you to sleep
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We goin put the guns down and we ain't bringin a crew
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You got friends that hate yo ass more than we do nigga
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Outro: L.O.X.
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We don't give a fuck about ya (3x)
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We gonna be alright with out ya
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Chorus: (6x)
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We Are the Streets
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The L.O.X. |