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Ruff Ryders - Gonna Be Sumthin lyrics
Mm Ruff Ryders Next genertaion I didnt see the empire If you want Jacksons with a system that'll wake up the dead With a truck full of birds feedin them bread And before y'all bet just noticed that (uh-huh) I treat dice games like football; I pop niggaz and don't give 'em a quarter back And then I'm spendin that in the store where the linen at Same night in the club where the Cris' and the women at Y'know, twenty-three with a hell of a flow Six with no steering wheel, I just tell it where to go, uh |
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