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[Tray Deee]Who run these streets? Love Thug Beats? Ruff Spoken, Guns Speak, Blood LeakLug heat for the threat not protection, Not a question, Busta Tests I got rest `emCatch `Em Slippin, in the hood or the mallYou ain`t strapped, we can scrap, I`m good with the DoggsFuck Talkin`, Chuck Walkin` in my khakisRag Swangin`, Gang Bangin` nigga brang it at meEastsider, Ruff Ryder loved by the massesWe The Niggas holla out the set when we blastin`Insane 20 gang, anything killa, Tracy Davis, Hair Raises, Goldie Loc The StealerGang Lock Down, We Cant Stop Now, Get in the way of villan and Tray spray hot roundsSuckas chose thuggin` as a last resort, aint that a bitch?Here we do this shit for sport This CRIP[Tray Deee]Chorus: We ridaz, keep the heat beside us, Better Not try us, Touch ya like Midas Ruff Rydaz, Ride with Eastsidaz, Bustaz bow down to crown, the Royal Highness Well we gonna take your raps, and gats, stacks and sacks Dippin with the Jags and `Lacs Eastsidaz roll with Ruff Rydaz Try to step aside us or get right behind us[Styles]When I die, fuck a moment of silence, this is HolidayGangsta rap gunnin` and havin` moments of violenceIts an Eastsider, Ruff Ryder thing, Why you mad at me?Holdin on an AK, puffin` on some Cali weedStreets is my girl, asked her to marry meYellow and Purple Ears, tryin` to see Shaq`s SalaryD-Block Gang, Ruff Ryder Mafia, Make Sure the bullets hit u cause i stand on top of yaBounce like I`m Hydrolics (Hydrolics), And i got niggaz in the hood that would shoot you over nine dollarsAsked if I`m a gang member? Fuck nah, I`m a gang leaderBoss to the boss and I bang heatersAnd you dont wanna see my arm jerkCause the work i put on your face is bound to make your mom hurtAnd this one is for my Cali niggazEastsiders, Ruff Ryders and you can die in an ally niggaz(Chorus)[Goldie Loc]I never write raps like a song can make meTrick off my money and let these bitches break meCause I`m a cold piece of gold, dickies saggin in the dirtSellin` my double knucks, to enhance my workNigga Q keep it Pimpin, I`m `a keep it Crippin` (Crippin`)Me and Dip Dippin, Dogg tha Police Trippin`Im an Eastside Ryde or Die NiggaAnd I believe you fools are some quick to lie niggazSippin on Sans call me lil BitA down to earth brother, Gang Bangin` and rappin`Fake Blow Joes not hoppin` Lo-Lo`sIm tired of you bustaz and fake C-O`sYou can ask Deal Dogg,Motherfuckin` ScoopWe Done rounded up the homies and the front line troopsLook Cuz, This game dont give me my cheese, Im `a shit down your thorat, with tricks up my sleeve(Chorus)

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