Ruff Ryders Do Ya Niggas Bust Your Guns Lyrics

Ha, Ha, Ha Oh, d___ Now bop to this Oh Yeah Ya'll know what this is Flame on Juvenile Drag-on Flame on And now Swizz, Swizz Beatz yeah

Drag-On:

Me and my n____s done licked shots
Even done hit cops
Bet ya'll n____s can't wait till my s___ drop
Treat you like your moma given' lip to pop
n____ you don't want my paper drop
Cause that means I'm empty
And your full of it
Check what the bullet did
Missiles gonna hit you get you
Rip through tissue Should have never rhymed this cause I miss you
I make plus cash Ya'll little n____s can't f___ wit Drag
Got the chain out So it's bust and grab
n____ f___ that You better bust back 'fore ya n____ ask back where the vest at
Rock like a girl but you can't trust cash
Spit like a fire but you can't touch black
All you can do is cuss back And read back how you bust gats
n____ we don't need that I don't care about your feed back
Ya'll n____s don't feed Drag
Tell a m_________er pull out Bust a bullet out In ya safe house
n____ where the keys at n____ where the stash at n____ where the weed at
n____ pass that 'fore I pull my trigger
Mater fact where the a__ at Cause I got the Ruff Ryders
And I aint talkin bout my n____s
n____ we can go hoe for hoe Toe to toe Blow for blow
And when you fell your nose crack
That mean I broke that I'm fittin to PO-PO wit a flame thrower like I told yo' befo' ya know
You can't handle it You can put me on wax but my fire burn candles
And who that n____ Ruff Rydin' Drag-on Ya'll n____s and south siders

Chorus (Drag-on:)

Do ya'll n____s bust ya'll guns

(Chant:) Hell yeah we bust our guns

(Drag-on:) Do you f___ them 'till they c__

(Chant:) d___ right we make them c__

(Drag-on:) It's for the north

(Voices:) Head South, Head East, Head West

(Drag-on:) Ruff Ryders gonna show ya'll n____s who rides the best

(Repeat)

Juvenile:

In the late night
We be c___in high givin' you stage fright
Yo' head might explode
When I bust with the lead pipe
And I say right
Juvenile hey tight
Stay hype
Now page Mike
And make sure he got all the yeah aight
I'm tired of n____s be thinkin that you usein' me
Runnin with them petty a__ n____s lookin' like fools to me
I'm workin wit some change ha
And aint afraid to put 50 up on ya brain ha
You 'bout warin' over ya people I'm the same ha
Look I'ma have some body sayin' thats the shame game
But if them people come they aint gonna give no names ha
Playin' with the number one son don't play no games ha
Come outside don't see nothin' but camoflage and bricks
Yo' get some boys straped with (ban)danas tryin knock off yo' s___
Ya stankin' b____ I Ruff Ryde your a__ then
Cashin' for money Juve aint gettin nothin' Ha, Ha, Ha that s___ is funny

(Repat Chorus 2x)

Drag-on:

When my n____s get knocked we gonna bail them out
When it come to my gun my shells is out
You better get the message cause I done mailed it out
I'ma bang like a hammer and I'ma nail us out
East west the right this for my n____s up north
My guns made in China so you better dust off
Cause when they getcha you gonna be ketchup
I always got chedder I never a__ bet ya'
And I won't even sweat ya' We roll much larger and better
My dough is never low
But if Drag is down on his last
I'ma reach in my sweater bet my baretta
Make a n____ feel heat in cold weather
Can't stand a n____ hype Throw me his b____
b____ come to my s___ You betta come get her
Be like a dog with a bone I run with her
Ya'll make me so tired Ya'll n____s still rappin' like ya'll don't know my flows fire
Ya'll aint got ya'll boots Aint got ya'll suits probaly got a gun that aint never shoot When they come you better hope they don't name you
Cause like two sticks rubbin' I'll flame you
Don't try to be me cause I aint you
'fore I have your spirits with the angels
My shorty keep a gun on the ankles
Wana f___ watch out she will bang you
Cause I taught her well Ya'll players better haul to hell
But you n____s couldn't borrow a belt
Who evers wit you is gonna jail
Is you iggas bustin' guns or you aint bustin' none ha
You want to f___'em till they c__ ha
Drag-on Juvenille double up what you want ha (Repeat chorus 4x)