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funkmaster flex & big kap - we in here lyrics

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yeah you know how we do it, funk flex, big kap, def jam
the tunnel, ruff ryders, let’s go baby
ruff ryders (we in here!)
ruff ryders (we stayin here!)
ruff ryders (ain’t goin nowhere
ain’t hidin nowhere, ain’t runnin nowhere)
ya’ll laughin, when we comin, we checkin the cabinets
body parts we baggin, we ain’t comin for the crack
we come to crack backs and ? over n-ggas hair dew
spit rays, pop off c’s and graze n-ggas fades
i creep in a mustang, bust my heat in the rain
till they get a rust stain
y’all n-ggas heard of me, probably wanna murder me
i’ll pull up on ya block and turn your white t–th burgundy
let’s see some surgery
watch the first lady as she rides
rougher than the rest of them b-tches
what it take for cats to hush they mouth
this one official
come on clown prove it’s still an issue
streets is ours, have ya homies weepin cause they miss you
thought it was a game when i said the dogs would get you
heard you f-cked up cause e-v-e bit you
flex knows what the real is
that’s why he deal wit
ruff ryders baby droppin bombs n-gga feel this
ruff ryders (we in here!)
ruff ryders (we stayin here!)
ruff ryders (ain’t goin nowhere
ain’t hidin nowhere, ain’t runnin nowhere)
why ya’ll braggin, i’m over here choppin and baggin
and i don’t want the drop coupe so i’m choppin the wagon
dark navy blue six speed, six air-bags
even if this sh-t crash, feel like six flags
and ya’ll n-ggas can’t block my sh-lls
when i’m in jail the c.o. don’t lock my cell
before any rap group, we was the l.o.x. crooks
i’ll slap a hundred dollars on the whole blocks books
and know the block shook, when i walk by
n-ggas just like you they rather not look
i inspired y’all n-ggas to flow
i’ma always get money so i admire ya’ll n-ggas that blow
ask ya self who the nicest out right now
put your ice up lets get on the mic right now
clown, i’m the top cat where it stops at
where lightning and thunder at
and y’all n-ggas is under that
if you runnin with the p. you gonna get your turn
tuck my gun while its hot to feel my d-ck hair burn
might come through the spot where the shottie and what
body to block and hot wanna the bacardi wit rocks
i ain’t never drive a bike but i ride on the back
rob wit a gat, sh-t i still ride wit my cr-ps
if you wanna go to war we can tally it up
escalate and venally it up, what?
ruff ryders (we in here!)
ruff ryders (we stayin here!)
ruff ryders (ain’t goin no where
ain’t hidin no where, ain’t runnin no where)
if you like sheek, you hold heat and no one know
bust yo’ gun and leave the body where no one go
i pack some sh-t for any type of situation
only time i don’t pack heat is on vacation
ands that’s the blow dryer next to the playstation
i’m big but i use sh-t to k!ll you quick
and i don’t wrestle unless chicks do bad on my d-ck
flex know i bring somethin hot to the spot
what would you rather have the 10 you found or the 5 you earned
became a man at 6 cause at 5 you learned
don’t take nothin for granted except death
man of the house cause you the last n-gga left
see how it’s going dizzy with the sh-t so we can blast a rhyme
hope the lord got your soul cause your -ss is mine
every time you turn around n-ggas know that i be right there
east turned to west coast, cravin for the nightmare
don’t give a f-ck about what you sling
cause you ain’t slingin that sh-t, or bringin that sh-t
up the hill, but you still singin that sh-t
talkin sh-t like you know what its like to walk this sh-t
get on some stalkin sh-t
so you know what n-ggas rule new york and sh-t
i’m just thinkin all the business and how to handle ya’ll n-ggas
all the families that i got lightin candles for n-ggas
breathin revelence, grandmothers fallen out and need the sedatives
mom huggin the casket wishin that she raised a better kid
y’all n-ggas actors
i’ll put your face where your m-th-f-ckin back was
im tired of y’all n-ggas actors
y’all know what y’all gonna get
and y’all n-ggas know d-mn well who y’all f-ckin wit
little slim n-gga like me, big gun like this
and my gun bust and gun never miss
i’m the n-gga that make ya miss christmas
when we go to court you know sh-t dismissed
ruff ryders (we in here!)
ruff ryders (we stayin here!)
ruff ryders (ain’t goin nowhere
ain’t hidin nowhere, ain’t runnin nowhere)



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