Ruff Ryders

By OTM

On Fucced Em’

Released on September 21, 2022

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[Intro: Blue Pesos]

(808 Kartel, nigga)

(Ayy, Khalid, slap that bitch)

You know the truth, nigga (DJ Flippp, make that money flip)


[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]

I brought a hundred to the club, time to fuck it up

Bitch, you dealin' with the Stincs, you ain't fuckin' who?

Hit the door with that shit, you gettin' way too comfortable

Hit his dog like DMX, I'm a Ruff Ryder

Shoe shiner, bitch, you know the truth by me

You see the dark coupes comin', know I got some chops in 'em

Block the play, slap it off the backboard, Shaq with it

Ugh, see my chain, bitch, it's fantastic

I just did a nigga grimy, where his Foamposites?

We got the city on lock, please don't even try it

Shit, nigga, bad timin'

We just whacked him in the wilderness, you can't find him, you know the truth

I keep some goons by me, I don't even do violence

Talk to me wrong, chalk zone, now the cops comin'

Hit him with the fan, caught him slippin' with his pants down

The Stincs the main topics, we the ones these niggas talk about


[Verse 2: Duffy]

Ugh, leg shot, make him walk it out

School in session, where the opps? I'm finna chalk him out

I'm at Mei Ling door, I'm finna kick it down

Why these bums got the Stincs' name in they mouth?

Them niggas kind of goin' crazy, bro, I can't lie

What I'm on? Lookin' for a bag up in Shanghai

Cold demons, how them niggas makin' thugs cry?

Chop suey, made him breakdance, then we sped off

Smoke with me, keep this torch with me, I'll serve somethin'

Word, them your friends? You be hangin' 'round the nerds, huh?

This nigga girlfriend say she wanna hit my cool cup

You out of luck, never wife a roller, bro, that's rule one

Stincs still run the city, bro, ain't nothin' changin'

Mini Draco in the coupe, I'm gettin' impatient

Hundred one shots left his body like a Dalmatian

What he say? Introduce him to this bully breaker