Do That S*** lyrics

Artist  : Ruff Ryders 
Song : Do That S***



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[Eve: Verse 1]
Uh
Sick when she rock shit,
stop when block shit
Never try to run when she
pull back the cock shit
Stop, drop, shut 'em
down open up shop shit
Got 'em goin' crazy,
wonderin' when they could cop shit
First lady,
Ruff Ryder, honey got the hot shit
Star-bound,
money now, for jet-black drop shit
Eve
guarantee, betcha' niggaz wanna pop
this
Little kids be behind me screamin' out,
"Can you stop miss?!!"
I know they daddy's
fiendin', daydreamin' bout me topless
Real
bitches listen while they ride around and knock
my shit
Try not to move ya head, come on now,
stop it
Hustle nigga betty take yours quicker
than coke profit
'Cuz I can double it, and
put
Bitch on bitch, brick on brick, stich on
stich, who you fuckin wit?
Not me, can't a
nigga or bitch stop me
You hatin' mothafuckas
line up for your first
copy

[Chorus]
[Nokio]
Y'all fuckin'
with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just
lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz with the big
guns?
And when you smoke that shit it's like,
"WHOA!!WHOA!!"
[Eve]
Y'all fuckin' with the
right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some,
UHH
Where my niggaz that take ones?
'Cuz
when we smoke that shit it's like
"WHOA!!WHOA!!"

[Verse 2: Eve]
Uh,
yo
Start the beef, hold up, ran when we roled
up
Tough guy, wanna try ya luck? Betcha' fold
up
Ask around partner, got this whole shit
sewed up
Gotcha' cryin' like, "Man I wanna
blow up!!"
Cowards make me sick, swere to god
I wanna throw-up
Answer in a session with me?
You better flow tough
Offended? Don't agree
with what i'm sayin' nigga? So what?
Now I
gotta teach you respect, you better slow
up
Question, 'Can she really hold it down?'
(sure enough)
Philly's where she from, but
when she smoke, she like to go Dutch
You know
what? Quick to take the next man shyne
Quick
to make him start bitchin' make the next man
whine
Fuckin babies!! Go ahead and lay down,
it's nap-time
Same shit you spittin', heard it
in your last rhyme
Ain't to much thatchu' could
do, so that'chure skills could pass mine
Car
eer fineto, here's some dough, go watch a peep
show

[Chorus]
[Nokio]
Y'all fuckin'
with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just
lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz with the big
guns?
And when you smoke that shit it's like,
"WHOA!!WHOA!!"
[Eve]
Y'all fuckin' with the
right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some,
UHH
Where my niggaz that take ones?
'Cuz
when we smoke that shit it's like
"WHOA!!WHOA!!"


[Verse 3: Eve]
What
me to talk crazy, shit, my moms made me
And
all ya'll niggas can do is *???spend a
paybie???*
Ain't gonna never change, do
anything for bricks
Call my celly to come get
you while I pass you in your Range
Nigga ride
ya shotgun in the car wit' your friends
And
what the fuck you wanna do? But wanna blow out
your brains?
Clown, I spot 'em from the time
you buy me a drink
Instantly I get a vision of
diamond studded links, and full ink minks
And
little doggies dyed pink
'Cuz I know ya wanna
spend your last, before you even think
If you
know somethin', speak the shit, I can keep a
secret
To me, the niggas with the most money,
is the cheapest
Wanna give me money off the
book? Daddy you can keep it
That's why they
got the most sites, and in the most fights
And
walk with big brolic niggas thats protectin' they
life
If you know you pussy nigga, take off the
ice

[Chorus]
[Nokio]
Y'all fuckin'
with the right ones, UHH
Role it up and just
lite some, UHH
Where my niggaz with the big
guns?
And when you smoke that shit it's like,
"WHOA!!WHOA!!"
[Eve]
Y'all fuckin' with the
right ones, UHH
Role it up and just lite some,
UHH
Where my niggaz that take ones?
'Cuz
when we smoke that shit it's like "WHOA!!WHOA!!"