Uh, somethin' newStop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shopOh, noThat's how Ruff Ryders rollStop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shopOh, noThat's how Ruff Ryders rollNiggas wanna tryNiggas wanna lieThen niggas wonder whyNiggas wanna dieAll I know is painAll I feel is rainHow can I maintainWith mad shit on my brain?I resort to violenceMy niggas move in silenceLike you don't know what our style isNew York niggas - the wildestMy niggas is wit' itYou want it? Come and get itTook it, then we split itYou fuckin' right we did itWhat the fuck you gonna doWhen we run up on you?Fuckin' wit' the wrong crewDon't know what we goin' throughI'm a have to show niggasHow easily we blow niggasWhen you find out there's some more niggasThat's runnin' with your niggasNothin' we can't handleBreak it up and dismantleLight it up like a candleJust 'cause I can't stand youPut my shit on tapesLike you bussin' grapesThink you holdin' weight?Then you haven't met the apesStop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shopOh, noThat's how Ruff Ryders rollStop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shopOh, noThat's how Ruff Ryders rollIs y'all niggas crazy?I'll bust you and be swazyStop actin' like a babyMind your business, ladyNosy people get it, tooWhen you see me spit at youYou know I'm tryin' to get rid of youYeah, I know it's pitifulThat's how niggas get downWatch my niggas split roundMake y'all niggas kiss groundJust for talkin' shit, clownOh, you think it's funnyThen you don't know me, moneyIt's about to get uglyFuck it, dog, I'm hungryI guess you know what that meanCome up off that greenFive niggas or a fiendDon't make it a murder sceneGive a dog a boneLeave a dog aloneLet a dog roamAnd he'll find his way homeHome of the braveMy home is a cageAnd yo, I'm a slaveTill my home is a graveI'm a pull paperIt's all about the papersBitches caught the papersThen how they wanna rape usStop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shopOh, noThat's how Ruff Ryders rollStop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shopOh, noThat's how Ruff Ryders rollLook what you done startedAsked for it, you got itHad it, should have shot itNow you're dearly departedGet at me, dog; did I rip shit?With this one here, I flip shitNiggas know when I kick shitIt's gonna be some slick shitWhat was that look forWhen I walked in the door?Oh, you thought you was raw?Boom! Not anymore'Cause now you on the floorWishin' you never sawMe walk through that doorWith that four-fourNow it's time for bedTwo more to the headGot the floor redYeah, that nigga's deadAnother unsolved mysteryIs goin' down in historyNiggas ain't never did shit to meBitch ass niggas can't get to meGots to make the moveGot a point to proveGotta make 'em groveGot 'em all like "ooo"So the next timeYou hear this nigga rhymeTry to keep your mindOn gettin' pussy and primeStop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shopTalk is cheap mothafucka!