I`m A Ruff Ryder Lyrics

I`m A Ruff Ryder

I'm tryin' drop science for ya man 

Tell your herd shut the fuck up, now that's silence of the lambs 

I'm an animal, I eat rappers, call me Hannibal 

The track is crazy but I'm spittin ??low on a piano note?? 

You must be crazy, if you rhymin' wit me 

Think I'm datin' Alicia the way I'm ruff rydin' these keys 

Never trust a bitch enough to let her buy me some trees 

Might let her get a puff if she down to get on her knees 

I cause abuse to tracks, you ain't use to that 

I got a AK flow you the deuce deuce of rap 

It's double R my whole camps a bunch of ruthless cats 

Throw you off the roof and be like where the proof is at? 

We ball hard like 155th out at the Rucker 

Keep talkin' shit, you won't see Next Friday like Chris Tucker (Is this what
you want?) 

It's the fake throwbacks, you ain't foolin' no one 

You the type to drive out to New Jersey to cop a old one 

Y'all rappers is sick, I got the antidote, and it's dope, tie your hands with
rope, 

Throw you overboard, make you abandon boat 

With a backhanded blow I bandage folks, fuck a can of smoke, 

Crack yo cantalope with a can of coke 

You cipher thugs swear you got the biggest scrotums 

Y'all nothin' but little bitches hidin' behind yo modems 

You think you a big fish in the pond on the internet 

Guess what big fish you can get caught in a net 



Oh shit, what the fuck am I doin'? 

Double R, the next generation, Jin