Ruff Ryders: All-star freestyle

[Styles]Ruff Ryder Three, Time for the younger generation to blowYou know I brought my nigga with meD-Block[Jae Hood]Hey yo, it's jay hood bitch respect my barsThe doctors had to piece together your face like a collageNiggas always talk breezy till the steel come outAnd slugs rip through their gums and their grill come outMotherfuck you and fuck your mansIf I don't clap you in the domeI'm a leave clips in your diaphragmI'm the hood prophetPuff purple instead of chocolateStay from around chumps and cowards cause they gossipAnd I'm a stay on the corner like stop signsWith a pack of them creamy colored rocks and the glock nineWhen you speaking of the hardest niggaBring hood's name upD Block bitch, we about to have the game chained upMy words too strong, bars too powerfulAnd your towel can't dry you when the dumdums shower youYour mad because your garbage and your lyrics is boringAnd your whip was made that same year you was born in[Larceny]Listen man, Don't worry how many gats this crook hasJust know I stay strapped like book bagsBitch is shook assYou just getting off the porchAnd me? I'm just getting off in courtI could make sure your coffin boughtWhy would you mention a burner?There is a difference between rap and attempting to murderTalking the shit you living and the shit you heard ofYou said fuck Larceny?What is you crazy, bitch?Before you walk the streets, here's a few safety tipsWatch who you speaking bout and watch who you speaking toThe cats you speaking bout could show you what the heatcould doA respirator is what you'll be breathing throughAnd you got beef with who that you need toastThe closest you came to beef was meat loafWhen we pose with bats and pea coatsY'all niggas better be close[Cam]To fuck with Cam, y'all bitches better hope and dreamEvery gun that I own got a scope and beamWhen I approach the things shake the dice, rook the teamBest bitch on the east coast since QueenLatifiah, buyreefer, fly divaRide deeper, four pound bump louder than five speakerSpit fire, hot lava flowDon't get twisted, I'm not one of them prada hoe'sCatch me in Escada clothes, with a lot of doughThat's not mine, it's hisI need a lot more to liveYou got to get the king before the kidHow you think a bitch like me afford to live motherfucker?[Styles]That's a bad bitch, shit you a bad ass nigga, It's the younger generation, killing y'all, live, get busy on these niggas[Lock]Hey look, I'm trying to sell mad gravySo I get birds from my crew and make Erykah Badu my "Bag Lady"You that crazy? Squeeze, I know you ain't spitting shellsYour hand shake so much it shows up on the Richter scaleI made the huskiest niggas look like they had sickle cellI don't just sell bricks, dog I got a bitch for saleSo let me find the nigga that hate us a lotNo coffin, he get buried in the refrigerator boxGod damn, I'm a hot manI'm telling you straight up, I got my weight upI'm calling my wrists RoxanneCause if I wore it in a dark roomYou and your man would hate how I look animated like a cartoonBottom line, I'm telling you that you ain't fucking with meHard, nobody guards, you want a shot, come and get meI'm not a sucker, nor is any nigga running with meAnd why are y'all balling with wheels if they under fiftynigga[Rockstar]Lock and blocks the mottoGot more slow than Dr. ZhivagoSame mind state that makes a poem rock in ChicagoBut I don't get my gangster from moviesI'm a rockstar, 5 star teles, running with gangsters andgroupiesCome through and leave a voice sickCause my S-type steers with a joystickI'm the heart in my eraListen, I lead an autistic lifePaint pictures with my actions, ain't no margin for errorMy innate features, leave niggas dismayed, speechlessAnd please don't mistake weakness for kindnessI fuck with old timersSo don't make me forget that you real and catch alzheimersMotherfucking hoes I spoil themRemember, I'm known to break a bitch for reckless eyeballingThe top dog, nigga, I'm the bear truthYou want to get math?Nigga I'm the square rootThe rockstar[Cassidy]I got mean stashYou seen case get his thug onI strip my bitch and we get our hug onShe what I put drugs on and get my grub onAnd dog, when you park your car, put your club onThe next cat I put the snub onI'm a clap the gat till it get too hot, and that's withgloves onYou love drawing, you should go to an art schoolI get my club on with the glow in the dark jewelsTrees in my shoes, polo in the dark bluesAnd I spark tools that the po and the narcs useFuckers, y'all stupid or somethingWhat's the point in pulling your joint if you ain't shootin at nothingDude, fronting will get you banged in the faceIf you have braces then you know how the banger will tasteI'm near anything pertaining to cakeJust copped the blue lighting with the rectangular faceEasy[Styles]Easy niggas, matter of fact fuck that go hard,Cass' show these niggas how you built,grab your guns and bust off, my nigga[Cassidy]Yeah my nigga, it's Cassidy bitch, get the name clearI'm what you lame steer got the game nearBuy 'caine by the square, sell it by the oI run through snow like a reindeerThe cool kid, got the coke heads nose red like RudolfI grind on the strip so hard I got blue ballsI'd rather knock a q off then get blue offThat's how I stay on my toes like my shoes offYou dudes are soft, really bitch like Ra PaulWhen's it's war I move out like U-haulsI'm a true bossI send eight balls to the cornerMy strip like a pool hallAnd I ball like I been in the sportMy trigger finger itching like it got genital wartsDon't play around with him boy (why's that)Cause Cass is a pain in the ass like hemorrhoidsFaggot!