Styles P, Eve, Sheek Louch - And I Came To... lyrics

[Styles P, Eve, Sheek Louch - And I Came To... lyrics]

Turn it up (turn it up)
Swizz Beats the monster
(Fix ya face, Ruff Ryders) lET'S DO IT
(D-Block) E-V-E, Styles P and Sheek
(Wassup, wassup) lET'S DO IT

Walk wit ya nigga, hawk wit ya nigga
I came to shut it down
Ski mask and four pound
Baby grenades, we deep like baby parades
D-Block I'm gon sharpen ya blades
Let's get it on
Videos with bullets flying through Korn
Blaow! Footage turn ya camcords on
It's the underground nigga with bricks
Nigga with dough
A nigga fucking all y'all chicks, you know
I'm a gangster and a gentleman too, P
I'll lay a nigga down and send
His moms a bouquet for free
I could start a pet store with these birds
I'm the rap Donald Goines with words
Still rob y'all herbs (And I came to)
Hit the club on my dick, light up a blunt
Thug a bitch out, I got the mud in the front
I got the flight jacket, came with wings
When I chase you to the roof
Clappin' at ya ass with one of them things

I gots to live by my pride
Cause, I came to Ruff Ryde or die
And I gots to shut down ya name
Cause, I came to shut down the game

And I gots to hold down this heat
Cause, I came to hold down ya streets
And I gots to make sure I drop yo ass
Cause, I came to D-Block all ya cash

Yo, I was determined to sell
And not because I'm just a
Bunny with a fluffy tail
Had to prove that I could
Live hard and spit hard
Just a bonus that I'm cute
And get ya dick hard
See, I ain't never lettin' mine go
I'mma be here forever with my
Dogs as the time go
And I know we makin' niggas sick
We in they face everyday every way
And they can't handle it
Streets choosin' Double R realest
Niggas out no confusion
Cats don't want it over here have you heard
SP ain't for games little boy lesson learned
I suggest you stay far from my nigga's face
Hop back go hard all day in a nigga's face
You see
You cowards ain't a threat to us really
Just figured that we let you know
That testin' us is silly
Good luck, y'all Naw forreal, fuck y'all

I gots to live by my pride
Cause, I came to Ruff Ryde or die
And I gots to shut down ya name
Cause, I came to shut down the game

And I gots to hold down this heat
Cause, I came to hold down ya streets
And I gots to make sure I drop yo ass
Cause, I came to D-Block all ya cash

I live by my pride, I could never be broke
I'mma Ruff Ryde or die catch
Me bein' with dope
Smokin' weed in the hoopty with
The three in the coat
Cause my ace boon-koon got a connect
Told me send a hundred bundles
To the day room soon
If the shit go right, he know that it will
We'll be cash
He'll be movin' straight weight through June
But back to this rap shit
Who thug it the most
It'll take the whole coast just
To fuck wth the ghost
He done shut down the game, shit on ya name
If you ain't hold down the street
Or bust off ya heat
Then me and you is different
We ain't get it the same
And I represent niggas who live it
Keep askin' for it
And I represent niggas who give it
This a D-Block Ruff Ryder, Holiday Styles
Cock sucker and I don't give a fuck about you

I gots to live by my pride
Cause, I came to Ruff Ryde or die
And I gots to shut down ya name
Cause, I came to shut down the game

And I gots to hold down this heat
Cause, I came to hold down ya streets
And I gots to make sure I drop yo ass
Cause, I came to D-Block all ya cash

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