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Memphis Bleek Miscellaneous 1 2 3 [repeat 3X] To stick a nigga with -- ryde or die It's just as easy as -- one two three Geah, to stick a nigga with -- ryde or die [Memphis Bleek] Aiyyo, aiyyo.. I puts it down for my niggaz with them glocks and things That make a nigga stop, drop his watch and chain I'm here now and I quote, get ya pad and take notes This as easy as it get, better than baggin up dope Rule one you need a gun, and a box of shells Ski-mask recommended unless you ready for jail Keep a knife, in case he get hero and grab the gun And while you tusslin, use the knife to puncture a lung Rule two, and every killer knows this one You throw the drop on a thug better check him for his gun Cause we all hold heat, we all don't sleep We all know rule three, you play, play to keep Rule four - a team ain't neccesary but it helps You probably could stick a bank.. spot, or sum'in else I'd rather do it myself, and stack my cash Don't need nuttin or no one else cause this game don't last Nigga.. -- one two three To stick a nigga with -- ryde or die [repeat 3X] It's just as easy as -- one two three To stick a nigga with -- ryde or die [Memphis Bleek] Geah, aiyyo Aiyyo this one's for my niggaz who will rob anybody You know how the game go, long black shotty I catch you in your Range Ro', you and your hottie I'm hungry you ain't know? I stuck who supplied me The fifth rule, a bitch could get it too These streets watch me, so I gotta get at you I watch y'all, in y'all P-rada and Gucci You see bleek, camoflauged with a uzi I take a nice rock that your man might have copped Or your light pink face Rol', bitch you ain't know? The sixth rule, what we do, we don't regret it I don't make a shorty wifey and, fuck up her credit Then rule seven come to play, food stamps come today You ain't shoppin, I got shit on lay-away Peep my game and feel my pain A lot of niggaz gettin wet when Bleek start to rain Motherfucker.. -- one two three To stick a nigga with -- ryde or die [repeat 3X] It's just as easy as -- one two three To stick a nigga with -- ryde or die [Memphis Bleek] Aiyyo.. Whoever be out shinin then this one's for you All that flossin, better take caution top Cause once you slip, rule eight, facin the fifth Takin your cake, takin your jewels, takin your bricks And your wallet with your Amex cards and baby pictures Ya ID, leave you stuck like, ""Why me?"" And rule nine, we don't touch no kids We after your guardian shit, so pardon the kid I get grimy, nigga I take ya weed and your blunt The keys to your V, your rings and your fronts Now who want what? Tenth rule you still stuck The game ain't changed, just I don't give a fuck nigga -- one two three -- ryde or die -- one two three [M] Yeah, niggaz know -- ryde or die [M] How the motherfuckin streets go -- one two three [M] Coming of Age Records nigga -- ryde or die [M] The Understanding, hit'n'run for y'all bastards -- one two three [M] We gettin anybody and everybody who look pretty shinin -- ryde or die [M] thinkin it's sweet -- one two three [M] Like these streets ain't gon' getcha -- ryde or die [M] I take everything MOTHERFUCKER -- one two three [M] Yeah -- ryde or die -- one two three -- ryde or die -- one two three -- ryde or die |
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