Lyrics:

Ruff Ryders (ruff ryders) Ryde or die, volume 2 Tugboats It's over... (laughing)It's the second time around mutherfucker (yeah) Volume 2, ryde or die, bitch Gangsta nigga And we gonna rock this motherfucker, you dig me (for sure baby) We done square rooted the motherfucking streets (for sure baby) Double R, you cock sucking sons of bitches (yeah) State your name gangsta Big Snoop dogg (bow wow) Who ya representin West coast You gonna hold it down Please believe nigga Enough said then nigga (beyatch) Let's make this official Shine your boots and load your pistols Pull out your best crudentials Cuz this'll, be the official for the fake tissue Doggy dogg and big Swizz'll, nigga blow the whistle Smoke it on some bomb beat and second hand smoke will get ya, hit ya And make ya all get the picture Dig this, when was the last time you seen me Posted up, west coasted up and sippin on some green meat Believe me, it ain't easy being D'zy With these jealous rap niggas and these punk ass freezies (fuck em) Man, I couldn't remember what they told me When I first came in the game, but things done changed Call it what you want it, keep the heat up on it Eastside California, spinnin like a 'tona Banging on the corner, like a 'sona It be best to back up off a boy and put this up on ya State your name youngster Yung Wun Where you representing A-T-L, shorty You gonna hold it down Damn right Well, enough said then It's up, man nigga tell ya something Shorty pop a lot, acting like he got a lot With all that fake ice on his watch, this nigga wanna get got Coming to my city with all that hot shit and his fake ass