uh huh  yea yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  (tell 'em who we is)
 yeah  yeah  yeah
 They call me  when thay wanna get they dough up
 Call me  when they wanna see shit blow up
 Freessshhh
 from the floor up
 And ya know what? I'm sick wit it the shit don't slow up
 I'ma see it  want it  drop it  cop cat
 Get it  stay on it  don't stop cat
 In the big chair wit the big hat screamin' "Y'all wanna floss wit us?"
 Where the fuck you at? From the south side, ruff ryde
 No one will
 Fuckin wit us, is a done deal
 And y'all gotta hate huh?
 'Cuz it's to much weight for one
 And y'all ain't havin' no fun
 Got a whole beat team tryin' to do what I do
 Whole street team tryin' do what I do
 Like what? Double countin' me out?
 Forget it, i'm the best that ever done it, need to check and reck

 [Chorus: JD and Cross together]
 (uh, uh, uh, uh)
 Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
 All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
 So So Def make it hot to death
 You ain't platinum plus? You ain't fuckin' wit' us
 Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
 All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
 So So Def make it hot to death
 You ain't platinum plus? You ain't fuckin' wit' us

 [Cross]
 Now, money ain't never been a thing ta me
 I'm down 8th with the brand new cinammon 3
 OT, I got cake with a C and a D
 On the wrist is a ice band capitol B, small V
 I'm fuckin' with the Don Chi Chi
 I'm a P-I-M-P, you can't tempt me (uh)
 Check the ice and the clarity, it's cake like the lottery
 Playa don't lie ta me, your stash couldn't cover me
 What a playa wannabe, neck light in risavie
 Hoes, I keep those by the, dime or dozen
 I like short-a-y, but i wouldn't, mind her cousin
 It's a cost, take the buck and all of them, quit fuckin
 UHH!!!

 [Chorus: JD and Cross together]
 (uh, uh, uh, uh)
 Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
 All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
 So So Def make it hot to death
 You ain't platinum plus? You ain't fuckin' wit' us
 Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
 All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
 So So Def make it hot to death
 You ain't platinum plus? You ain't fuckin' wit' us

 [Ma$e]
 C'mon, C'mon, C'mon
 We be the best harlem niggaz 80's to lately
 Think of Po Wop, Mickey Bonz and A-Z
 Fresh Ritz Zit, Kevin Giles and DB
 And at the end of all tha shit niggaz still say me
 I'm the best that ever did it, got a way wit it
 Put grannie on the stand, she'll never say who did it
 I'm from where, even the gangsta's live to,
 Make a mil. on the stoop, every summer switch boots
 Cats change they name, to Phil like a giant
 I treat rap like packs, role dills on consignment
 This is for cats hummin' crack, bitchin' and parkin'
 All the grimie niggaz who got generous hearts
 Got a brother doin' life, to see him is hard
 Fuckin' wit mase, is like a nigga swimmin' wit sharks
 My niggaz chase cake, play some infa-reds
 Some niggaz in the state, some is in the feds
 Spit shit at niggaz that might erase they head
 And role miserable niggaz who can't wait to be dead
 All Out, Ruff Ryde mothafucka, All Out
 Wanna flow BEYATCH?!

 [Chorus: JD and Cross together]
 (uh, uh, uh, uh)
 Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
 All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
 So So Def make it hot to death
 You ain't platinum plus? You ain't fuckin' wit' us
 Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
 All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
 So So Def make it hot to death
 You ain't platinum plus? You ain't fuckin' wit' us


 [Cross]
 Uh, yeah
 Swizz Beatz
 We them niggaz in the streets
 All Out, JD
 Who you with?
 Double R mothafucka, uh
 uh-huh, yeah, yeah
 Cross