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Ruff Ryders 1, 2, 1, 2 Full Surface yeah yeah Listen what the fuck I gotta say I'm not a rapper, dog I'm from the hood I love the hood I rep the hood I lived in the hood Started on the grind started with a nine Motherfucker, I had to earn mine A lot of niggas hatin' A lot of niggas watching A lot of niggas plotting A lot of hearts stopping I'm banging with the beats I'm banging in the streets I'm banging with the heat S to the double I to the double Z Niggas look at me Want no trouble B I'm just minding my business Making money, stacking chips just minding my business You can catch me in a 360L or Padina (?) Going down to Pasadena The rubber will peel Your head will peel Your bitches will squeal That's when these hoes dying Cause if I'm in court, (listen) guaranteed I'm lying Fuckers, I had to get my business right Had to get my money right Had to get my label right You can hate all you want, but I'm here forever Swizz Beatz Part Whatever I'm here forever (Bitch!) I'm the Monster get it all right Me and my niggas is dogs and we guaranteed to bite Inf gon' pop ya Cross gon' pop ya Waah gon' pop ya Dogs gon' stop ya We working out the building I started the beats, coming up out of the building Nigga, 2E and the building 700 The Bronx Tenements, where I came up Ain't nothing funny playa


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