Lyrics:

Yeah you know how we do it, funk flex, big kap, def jambr /The tunnel, ruff ryders, let's go babybr /br /[chorus]br /Ruff ryders (we in here!)br /Ruff ryders (we stayin here!)br /Ruff ryders (ain't goin nowhere,br /Ain't hidin nowhere, ain't runnin nowhere)br /br /[drag-on]br /Ya'll laughin, when we comin, we checkin the cabinetsbr /Body parts we baggin, we ain't comin for the crackbr /We come to crack backs and ? over niggaz hair dewbr /Spit rays, pop off c's and graze niggaz fadesbr /I creep in a mustang, bust my heat in the rainbr /Till they get a rust stainbr /Y'all niggaz heard of me, probably wanna murder mebr /I'll pull up on ya block and turn your white teeth burgundybr /Let's see some surgerybr /br /[eve]br /br /Watch the first lady as she ridesbr /Rougher than the rest of them bitchesbr /What it take for cats to hush they mouthbr /This one officialbr /Come on clown prove it's still an issuebr /Streets is ours, have ya homies weepin cause they miss youbr /Thought it was a game when I said the dogs would get youbr /Heard you fucked up cause e-v-e bit youbr /Flex knows what the real isbr /That's why he deal witbr /Ruff ryders baby droppin bombs nigga feel thisbr /br /[chorus]br /Ruff ryders (we in here!)br /Ruff ryders (we stayin here!)br /Ruff ryders (ain't goin nowhere,br /Ain't hidin nowhere, ain't runnin nowhere)br /br /[styles]br /Why y'all braggin, I'm over here choppin and bagginbr /And I don't want the drop coupe so I'm choppin the wagonbr /Dark navy blue six speed, six air-bagsbr /Even if this shit crash, feel like six flagsbr /And y'all niggaz cant block my shellsbr /When I'm in jail the c.o. don't lock my cellbr /Before any rap group, we was the l.o.x. crooksbr /I'll slap a hundred dollars on the whole blocks booksbr /And know the block shook, when I walk bybr /Niggaz just like you they rather not lookbr /I inspired y'all niggaz to flowbr /I'ma always get money so I admire y'all niggas that blowbr /Ask ya self who the nicest out right nowbr /Put your ice up lets get on the mic right nowbr /Clown, I'm the top cat where it stops atbr /Where lightning and thunder atbr /And y'all niggaz is under thatbr /br /[jadakiss]br /If you runnin with the p. you gonna get your turnbr /Tuck my gun while it's hot to feel my dick hair burnbr /Might come through the spot where the shottie and whatbr /Body to block and hot wanna the bacardi wit rocksbr /I ain't never drive a bike but I ride on the backbr /Rob wit a gat, shit I still ride wit my crapsbr /If you wanna go to war we can tally it upbr /Escalate and venally it up, what? br /br /[chorus]br /Ruff ryders (we in here!)br /Ruff ryders (we stayin here!)br /Ruff ryders (ain't goin no where,br /Ain't hidin no where, ain't runnin no where)br /br /[sheek]br /If you like sheek, you hold heat and no one knowbr /Bust yo' gun and leave the body where no one gobr /I pack some shit for any type of situationbr /Only time I don't pack heat is on vacationbr /And that's the blow dryer next to the playstationbr /I'm big but I use shit to kill you quickbr /And I don't wrestle unless chicks do bad on my dickbr /Flex know I bring somethin hot to the spotbr /br /[dmx]br /What would you rather have the 10 you found or the 5 you earnedbr /Became a man at 6 cause at 5 you learnedbr /Don't take nothin for granted except deathbr /Man of the house cause you the last nigga leftbr /I see how it's going dizzy with the shit so we can blast a rhymebr /Hope the lord got your soul cause your ass is minebr /Every time you turn around niggas know that I be right therebr /East turned to west coast, cravin for the nightmarebr /Don't give a fuck about what you slingbr /Cause you ain't slingin that shit, or bringin that shitbr /Up the hill, but you still singin that shitbr /Talkin shit like you know what it's like to walk this shitbr /Get on some stalkin shitbr /So you know what niggaz rule new york and shitbr /I'm just thinkin all the business and how to handle y'all niggazbr /All the families that I got lightin candles for niggazbr /Breathin revelence, grandmothers fallen out and need the sedativesbr /Mom huggin the casket wishin that she raised a better kidbr /br /[swizz beatz]br /Y'all niggaz actorsbr /I'll put your face where your muthafuckin back wasbr /Im tired of y'all niggaz actorsbr /br /Y'all know what y'all gonna getbr /And y'all niggaz know damn well who y'all fuckin witbr /Little slim nigga like me, big gun like thisbr /And my gun bust and gun never missbr /I'm the nigga that make ya miss christmasbr /When we go to court you know shit dismissedbr /br /[chorus x4]br /Ruff ryders (we in here!)br /Ruff ryders (we stayin here!)br /Ruff ryders (ain't goin nowhere,br /Ain't hidin nowhere, ain't runnin nowhere)