Scenario 2000

See y'all don't understand us you know Ruff Ryders is a family Ruff Ryders Ruff Ryders Ruff Ryders Lets go Swizz Beatz This is the darkest shit, sparkest shit Hitting wit the hardest shit, 'cause 'fore we started shit Wit kids I knew my friends all turned against me Said fuck it, bought me a dog ever since me and my dog has been like this He got my back I got his, scheming on mad niggas That's how we do biz It's about time to start another, robbing spree 'Cause yo, my way is highway, robbery, chump When I was up north, since 16 I was sending niggas home in a coffin Living like a orphan, you bad nigga? I'll be back to see if you'll be still here You know my style I'll put yo fucking man, in a wheelchair He'll never walk again, on the strength of me That's how I left him G, scared to death of me Cannot run, hit wit the hot one From the shotgun, cats was close, wondered how we got done E-V-E My dogs believe in me Petty thugs hide yo cake, never teasing me I show love to, all my bitches hustling one's, tussle wit thieves Making moves, second to none, I locked it, uh Made a sudden move you got bit Flooded wit the double R, real street shit The blonde hair bandit, you got guns, hand it Turn my face when I bust a cannon 'Cause I don't wear sunblock Ask Drag if the fire is hot Click pop shells, fall three feet, roll over and stop Believe in this gang, we beat y'all, you got money? Keep y'alls, for us be tearing trying to i-dentify big dogs And you can come see me if you trying to make a grand tonight 'Cause I can get it for you raw, gray, tan or white I hate rap yo, I'd rather be planning a flight Somewhere hot on a Wave Runner, tanning wit dikes Blowing the haze, while all of 'em giving me brains One at a time, y'all start from the front of the line And as for you playboy you can keep those raps And keep your awards, my son can't eat those plaques Drove the Benz off the lot and just dusted her off Tints, rims, stashed, took the governor off Even the cats that be hating still be loving the dogs 'Cause they know that the double R's coming for war What If you ain't ready to die, then why should you live? 'Cause when I start swingin' the thing you hiding the kids And the P is still riding on trips, surviving the strip Beefing on the 4th you got to fly on the 5th Like I wasn't hustling hope or runnin' the block Starving or not, carving the cheek, palming the Glock Figure which nigga could I watch wit a watch I like to knock off my work then I pull off a heist Put it together, double it twice, rider for life Catch me wit a 45, hot pair of Nikes And three red dice, like, give me the bank or gimmie yo face Gimmie a shank, it's Holiday Y'all dem bust in them crowd cats and hit whoever When you should aim for them cats that took yo leather They right there, but you scared that they gon' bust 'Cause they crazy, but them crazy ones bleed like us See I'm one shot through the heart like Cupid Y'all dogs might be crazy, but y'all not stupid Y'all I got call cops squeelers, I got autops killas, that'll bust you and slide And some ol 6-drop killas Revolver pop killas, easy ox killas Get knocked, say we smoked detox killas Drug program, hit the streets we cop 56 mo grams Y'all killas ain't messing wit scrams And that's Boy, whats the difference between fire and water? You whether drown or die off torture, 'cause yo skins of ya And watch ya burn off fat, dog I'm off the thermostat Could put a comb to my mouth and give yo chick a perm wit that Keep shells in the envelopes 'cause I'll mail out bullets More blood than a riot on a jailhouse footage Buck 40, buy the extra 20 wit the semi, when it hit you You gon' do a 360 pretty swiftly 'Cause I got things that'll pop yo top And double R spot yo block wit 16 shots and watch y'all drop And ain't nobody getting up, 'less they in the wheelchair Sitting up or spitting up, either way I don't give a fu