Get Wild(feat. DMX, Jadakiss, Kartoon & Flashy) (Explicit)
Ruff Ryders"Get Wild(feat. DMX, Jadakiss, Kartoon & Flashy) (Explicit)" es una canción de Ruff Ryders, 2005, Pop. La canción dura 3:08, 76 lines / 666 words.
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0:00Get wild (Explicit) - Ruff Ryders
0:14All my niggas all my b**ches
0:15Get high get drunk get wild buck fool
0:18You know my style get crunk
0:19B**ches bounce niggas bounce
0:20Let me give you that funk sh*t blunt sh*t
0:22While I make you bang it out your trunk
0:24You cats talk slick but walk quick when the dog hit
0:26The dog hits coming back to the raw sh*t
0:28Aww sh*t they done let me back out the gate
0:31Back out to tape back out to rape
0:33Back off the chains so please back out the way
0:36Before I blow ya back out with this f**king ak
0:38Don't give a f**k what a ni**a say no matter who he sound like
0:41Make sure you know what the rain is but its gonna be coming down like
0:44Cats and dogs hold up it is cats and dogs
0:46Keep f**king with the dog its gonna be cats in the morgue
0:49Twenty two million sold lets keep it real
0:51Most y'all killers ain't even twenty two years old
0:54Ain't never felt the cold wet behind the ears
0:56Know what real pain is cried real tears
0:59I go hard bogard and stand my ground
1:01F**k y'all niggas it's how its going down baby
1:04All my niggas all my b**ches
1:06Get high get drunk get wild buck fool
1:08You know my style get crunk
1:10B**ches bounce niggas bounce
1:11Let me give you that funk sh*t blunt sh*t
1:13While I make you bang it out your trunk
1:15It just don't look right
1:16Bullshit coke don't cook right
1:17The judge ain't throwing the book right
1:19Should thank the lord that you blew up softy
1:22Don't talk greasy you grew up off me
1:24I ain't letting go of the block
1:26And if I get a good enough grip I ain't letting go of the lock
1:30If I happen to pinched I ain't going to shock
1:32I'm gonna to get acquainted with niggas in general pop
1:34Stop but don't hate cause everybody got a lil blood to donate
1:38Thugs'll go ape the women'll come around
1:41Shortly after that is when the jealousy sets in then they'll shut it down
1:45It's just raspy nothing on the neck wrist ware just classy
1:49No way I'm letting this money just get past me
1:51When all I had to do in the first place
1:53From the beginning was get nasty
1:55All my niggas all my b**ches
1:57Get high get drunk get wild buck fool
1:59You know my style get crunk
2:01B**ches bounce niggas bounce
2:02Let me give you that funk sh*t blunt sh*t
2:04While I make you bang it out your trunk
2:06Niggas been waitin' for that west coast sh*t I tell them to go fish
2:08Blowing purple in a purple laker jersey wit the gold kicks
2:10B**ches be like toon you a mutha f**kin trip
2:13Hop in the whip and lean til that mutha f**ka flip
2:15And every club in cali crackin' its gangsta town
2:18Keep a couple of niggas with me that'll bang you down
2:20Now lil mama put switches on and make it jump
2:23Before me you needed lil jon to make it crunk
2:25Naw for real come to cali player take ya pump
2:28My new york niggas leave y'all wit razor bumps
2:31Now pappa raised a rolling stone I feel like pops
2:33In the absence of makaveli I feel like pac
2:36Even though I got the deal I still might pop
2:38Right in front of the po po you could feel my shots
2:41Man all my niggas carry bangers we feel like swat
2:43And that's the reason why rialto feel like watts
2:47All my niggas all my b**ches
2:48Get high get drunk get wild buck fool
2:51You know my style get crunk
2:52B**ches bounce niggas bounce
2:53Let me give you that funk sh*t blunt sh*t
2:55While I make you bang it out your trunk
2:59Get high get wild
3:04You know my style bang it out your trunk
3:08While I make you bang it out your trunk
Get wild (Explicit) - Ruff Ryders All my niggas all my b**ches Get high get drunk get wild buck fool You know my style get crunk B**ches bounce niggas bounce Let me give you that funk sh*t blunt sh*t While I make you bang it out your trunk You cats talk slick but walk quick when the dog hit The dog hits coming back to the raw sh*t Aww sh*t they done let me back out the gate Back out to tape back out to rape Back off the chains so please back out the way Before I blow ya back out with this f**king ak Don't give a f**k what a ni**a say no matter who he sound like Make sure you know what the rain is but its gonna be coming down like Cats and dogs hold up it is cats and dogs Keep f**king with the dog its gonna be cats in the morgue Twenty two million sold lets keep it real Most y'all killers ain't even twenty two years old Ain't never felt the cold wet behind the ears Know what real pain is cried real tears I go hard bogard and stand my ground F**k y'all niggas it's how its going down baby All my niggas all my b**ches Get high get drunk get wild buck fool You know my style get crunk B**ches bounce niggas bounce Let me give you that funk sh*t blunt sh*t While I make you bang it out your trunk It just don't look right Bullshit coke don't cook right The judge ain't throwing the book right Should thank the lord that you blew up softy Don't talk greasy you grew up off me I ain't letting go of the block And if I get a good enough grip I ain't letting go of the lock If I happen to pinched I ain't going to shock I'm gonna to get acquainted with niggas in general pop Stop but don't hate cause everybody got a lil blood to donate Thugs'll go ape the women'll come around Shortly after that is when the jealousy sets in then they'll shut it down It's just raspy nothing on the neck wrist ware just classy No way I'm letting this money just get past me When all I had to do in the first place From the beginning was get nasty All my niggas all my b**ches Get high get drunk get wild buck fool You know my style get crunk B**ches bounce niggas bounce Let me give you that funk sh*t blunt sh*t While I make you bang it out your trunk Niggas been waitin' for that west coast sh*t I tell them to go fish Blowing purple in a purple laker jersey wit the gold kicks B**ches be like toon you a mutha f**kin trip Hop in the whip and lean til that mutha f**ka flip And every club in cali crackin' its gangsta town Keep a couple of niggas with me that'll bang you down Now lil mama put switches on and make it jump Before me you needed lil jon to make it crunk Naw for real come to cali player take ya pump My new york niggas leave y'all wit razor bumps Now pappa raised a rolling stone I feel like pops In the absence of makaveli I feel like pac Even though I got the deal I still might pop Right in front of the po po you could feel my shots Man all my niggas carry bangers we feel like swat And that's the reason why rialto feel like watts All my niggas all my b**ches Get high get drunk get wild buck fool You know my style get crunk B**ches bounce niggas bounce Let me give you that funk sh*t blunt sh*t While I make you bang it out your trunk Get high get wild You know my style bang it out your trunk While I make you bang it out your trunk
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