Ruff Ryders, Sheek Louch, Redman, Method Man - 2 Tears In A Bucket lyrics

Ruff Ryders niggas, blood in, blood out
Sheek, Methical yo yo, hey yo
Soon as I cop the nine, I pop the nine
But when I take it out the box
I represent Lox
Now when I flow, you hit the rewind button
So I charge out more, want it all at the door
Fuck heat, Sheek, walk around with an oven
Who you gonna kill with
That little Foreman grill?
How's it gonna look when I
Come through your block?
Sheek, Funk Doc, Meth on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by
Back open, pumpin' How High
Yeah, can y'all see that, bitch
You can call me whatcha want 'cuz I'll Be Dat
Get off my dick, I don't care about no jewels
As long as the condo's paid
And the truck I choose
I'm telling y'all niggas


If it's not double R
You can spell my name out on
The side of the car

Come and Ruff Ryde with us
If you wanna get high with us
If you wanna get down with us
Come on now, yeah, come on
Come and Ruff Ryde with us
If you wanna get high with us
If you wanna get down with us (Come on now)

Come and Ruff Ryde with us
If you wanna get high with us
If you wanna get down with us
Come on now, yeah, come on
Come and Ruff Ryde with us
If you wanna get high with us
If you wanna get down with us (Come on now)

Yo, yo
I got a twin cam exhaust connected to the jaw
A five-speed clutch on my paw when I write
I glow like the pegs in Lite-Brite
3000 volts of lightnin' when ya
Fly the right kite
Me and Meth be Hennesey, two ice cubes
We can draw or do I choose?
When I choose the grip
One-shot lose your hip
I hope your shoes fit for this move and pick
My avalanche, it came with 10 feet of snow
I'm cold-blooded, my fam half Eskimo
My flows move like endo
Turn ten nickels to ten loads
Out of ten stones
Ride the crash course, do the math on it
Swizz Beatz, you can ride Amtrak on it
But I'm on it, grillin' with George Foreman
Ya peeps is at the Grammy Awards cornin'
The ice, the fat wallet son, I won it
In the helicopter warnin' before mornin'
Def Jam nigga, Redman nigga, Doc
Fuck ya momma on my sweat band, nigga
You tough guys will get smacked in the club
With the gun that I bought
From Mack in the club
It's P-P-P from Bricks to Brook nam
Bring me some more ass to whoop on

Come and Ruff Ryde with us
If you wanna get high with us
If you wanna get down with us
Come on now, yeah, come on
Come and Ruff Ryde with us
If you wanna get high with us
If you wanna get down with us (Come on now)

Come and Ruff Ryde with us
If you wanna get high with us
If you wanna get down with us
Come on now, yeah, come on
Come and Ruff Ryde with us
If you wanna get high with us
If you wanna get down with us (Come on now)

Yeah, come on look what the cat dragged in
Underground dweller from the
Cellar bring terror
Scooper high yellow Cinderella, Meth forever
Never rush a rhyme
Hook could never bust my nine
But if I have to, I have to
It's all in the mind, I stay ahead of time
While you're falling behind
Trying to relight ya lime
It's a crime when I drop online's design
That tick, tick boom, blow your mind
Yeah me, M E T H the O the D
Can't be done like tryin' to find
A penny in the sea nigga, run for cover son
Go and get them guns y'all ain't from here
Don't try to come around and gettin' ones
Swizz Beatz, the track in the head
But I instead pull my dart gun and bust
Sixteen until it's dead
I'm The Game, all of my dogs be off the chain
Yelling Wu Tang, Wu Tang

Come and Ruff Ryde with us
If you wanna get high with us
If you wanna get down with us
Come on now, yeah, come on
Come and Ruff Ryde with us
If you wanna get high with us
If you wanna get down with us (Come on now)

Come and Ruff Ryde with us
If you wanna get high with us
If you wanna get down with us
Come on now, yeah, come on
Come and Ruff Ryde with us
If you wanna get high with us
If you wanna get down with us (Come on now)