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Eve f P. Killer Tracks

Ruff Ryder`s First Lady

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[Eve]Aiiyight now get your gunsAin`t no stopping meNeed the whole cash bundled up for me and my bitches shopping spreeThe robbery, damn ya smart, and you guessed right in meAsking all those questions gonna was to set you up rightWet `em all, pretend I`m Jada, lata set it offCartier, Rolley, time frozen get `em allDingling medallions, all that glisten is mineAnd all that bitchin` that you doingI got`cha kissin` this nineY`all niggas, worst than bitches, tears in your eyesI ain`t got no sympathy so if you scared, nigga cryOn your knees, face in chest, lips shutFuck the mask, we`re robbing you in lipstick and wigs, what?Yeah we brawl, but you took me out and let me see it allBraggin` `bout the shit you got and now I get it allMatter of fact, take your clothes off, I like it when they`re bareEverything from iceberg to silk Dolce underwear, come on1 – [P. Killer Tracks] Hey yo check that nigga cause we on that shit Get out your ride fool cause we on that shit Hid your stash box cause we on that shit Run that ice cause we on that shit Keep a loaded clip cause we on that shit Ryde or die nigga cause we on that shit We out to get it all cause we on that shit And Eve don`t play cause she takes no shit[Eve]Uh, yo, yo, yoI shoot backing out, P max them outAnd the only way I don`t get shit is if you stash the houseProfessional bitches, destined for riches and precious jewelsDistracted by the size of my ass, had you fooledI ain`t getting` nada, forget thatJust sit back and watch me take everything even you`re drough sackYeah my bitch can roll with,Expensive paintings on your wall, gimme thatAin`t no slacking, time ain`t a factorI`mma get it allUsed to ball with your niggasNow I`m making you crawl across the floorEgo crushed and I don`t give a fuckSmall change to the range, heard what I saidGive it upI know it ain`t right, but me and my bitches gotta eat tonightAnd every night from now on, get it rightWhy, why ask why?I`m simply living and I get what I wantBy simply taking or you`re simply givingRepeat 1[Eve]Y`all niggas faggottishCops spot me got me running out my kissUnlatch the ice pieces on my neck and wristScreeching in the streets from the five series to a ditchI`m fast, he`d have to waste it and I ain`t scared to blastDucking, jumping over shit, bet this bitch could lastReady for war, act like I ain`t done this shit beforePractice on me next week, I`ll be wanting moreBest believe you ain`t gonna live to see tomorrowMy dogs already warned your motherShe`ll be full of sorrowBusting through the door, somebody`s house, kids screamingI ain`t gonna front somehow I wish that I was sleeping, dreamingToo late it`s done now, all you hear is gun soundsCock back, pop, pop, pop, and I`m like what nowGhetto bird on me, weaving through the treesLast fence I hopped over, fell and landed on my kneesBarrels at my temple, hey yo fuck it I`ma make it simpleRepeat 1

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