| The lyric of World War Iii, Dmx's song (feat. Yung Wun/Snoop Dogg/Scarface/Jadakiss) Ruff RydersRuff Ryders Ryde or Die Volume 2 (Tugboats) It s the second time around motherfucker Volume 2 Ryde or Die Biatch Gangsta Nigga and we gone rock this motherfucker We the square root of the motherfucking street Double R you cocksucking sons of bitches Swiss Beatz (Snoop Dogg) State yo name gangsta (Big Snoop Dogg) Where you representing (Westcoast) Yo gone hold it down (Please believe it nigga) Enough said then nigga (Hold on Hold up Biatch) Snoop Dogg Uhlets make this official shine yo boots and load yo pistol pull out yo best credentals cause this will be the official for the fake tissue Doggy Dogg and Big Swissalnigga blow the whistle Smoking on some bomebee to second hand smoke Will get youhit youand make you all get the picture When was the last time you seen me postin up while ?oastin upwhile sippin on some remix Believe me it ain t easy been Diese wit these jealous rap niggas and these punk ass frizes Man I can remember at what they told me when I first came in the game thangs done changed Call it what you wannakeep it on her EastcoastLong BeachCalifornia spinning like a toner Banging on the cornerhot like a sauna Get the best of you then ? to California Swiss Beatz (Yung Wun) State yo name yungsta (Yung Wun) Where you representing (ATL shorty) You gone hold it down (Damnright) Enough said then (Nigga) Lets go Yung Wun Shorty pop a lotacting like you got a lot wit all that fake ice on his watchthis nigga wanna get got Coming to my city wit all that hot shit and his fake ass clit I m a put something in him and bust his wigI m on some thugged out shit You better be strapped boyhow you love that boyact boy I m gone break yo back boywit a bat boywhere you at boy Hold up I m cold hearteddamn right I get retarded I m a yung-on and down here bitch I m the hardest You can hoothide and talk that shit I m gone stay low and keep it real and shorty come up But when I bite you gone feel that thereit s real down here Watch you mouth boyyou might get killed down here I m a ryde or die niggaput something in yo eye nigga Get beside yourself and it s bye bye nigga When it come to glock cocking and drop popping I m the first to hit the block and go to war wit the cops fuck nigga Swiss Beatz (Scarface) State yo name gangsta (Scarface) Where you representing (Motherfucking southside) You gone hold it down (Goddamn right) Enough said then nigga Scarface Holly hosScarface an? Bringing terror wit this berettaI clutch in my palm I m scaring motherfuckers straight wit my Guerilla tactics guranteeing my enemy die It s worldwide army alert for all soliders Either you Ruff RydeRyde Ruffor roll over It s a stick updown on yo kneesplus I m sicker Cause disrepectedyou dont disrespect me nigga I m the one these niggas call on when negotiations are halting and time come for the beating up the bosses Make them an offer that can t refusethey don t comply when I walk out they stank these fools I guess these niggas think they can t be moved Realizing they don t scare niggas like they thank they do You fuck wit meI gots to fuck wit you World War 3 motherfuckerI thought you knew Swiss Beatz (Jadakiss) State yo name gangsta (Jadakiss nigga) Where you representing (East Coast dog) You gone hold it down (Why wouldn t I) Enough said then nigga Let s go Jadakiss If you fuckin wit the kiss you ain t gone breathe the only time I lick in the air is New Year s Eve Sonny from Bronstail you can t leave get kissed on yo cheek then you meant to die Cause when the gun start poppin then my temperature rise yo know my style 20 niggas wit 40 Cals Nine years ago you was hollering shorty wild Now I m in the rap game twisting these hunnies out Never left the crack game still on a money route I run through the industry looking for enemies Y all niggas sound sick and Jada the remedy get shot in yo eyes and mouth can t see can t talk when you fucking wit the heart of New York And that s fouler that swalling pork An don t fuck wit the fedsdog you know I push the prowler to court toast on my lapgot the East Coast on my back How many times must I tell you motherfuckers We ain t industry niggas We in-the-streets niggas We motherfucking riders forever bitch now what So Ryde or Die you talk it we live it (Eastcoast) So Ryde or Die you want it we give it (Westcoast) So Ryde or Die you started we ended (Dirty south) So Ryde or Die you talk it we live it (Big West) So Ryde or Die you want it we give it (Ruff Ryders) So Ryde or Die you started we ended (Biatch) MotherfuckerRuff RydersDouble R motherfuckerRuff Ryders
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