Get Wild Lyrics - Singles - Ruff Ryders

All my niggaz, all my bitches 

Get high, get drunk get wild buck fool 

You know my style, get crunk 

Bitches bounce, niggaz bounce 

And let me give you that funk shit, blunt shit 

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 shit 

Aww shit, 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 fuckin' AK 

Don't give a fuck what a nigga say no matter who he sound like 

Make sure you know what the rain is but it's gonna be coming down like 

Cats and dogs, hold up it is cats and dogs 

Keep fucking with the dog its gonna be cats in the morgue 

Twenty-two million, sold let's 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 

Fuck y'all niggaz, it's how it's goin' down, baby 

All my niggaz, all my bitches 

Get high, get drunk get wild buck fool 

You know my style, get crunk 

Bitches bounce, niggaz bounce 

Let me give you that funk shit, blunt shit 

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 throwin' 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 lettin' go of the lock 

If I happen to pinched, I ain't goin' to shock 

I'm gonna to get aquatinted with niggaz in general pop 

Stop but don't hate, cause everybody got a lil' blood to donate 

The 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 nothin' on the neck wrist ware just classy 

There's 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 niggaz, all my bitches 

Get high, get drunk get wild buck fool 

You know my style, get crunk 

Bitches bounce, niggaz bounce 

And let me give you that funk shit, blunt shit 

While I make you bang it out your trunk 

Niggaz been waitin' for that west coast shit, I tell them to go fish 

Blowin' purple in a purple Laker jersey wit' the gold kicks 

Bitches be like Toon you a mutha fuckin' trip 

Hop in the whip and lean till that mutha fucka flip 

And every club in Cali crackin' it's gangsta town 

Keep a couple of niggaz 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 

Now for real come to Cali player take ya pump 

My New York niggaz 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 

So 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 niggaz carry bangers we feel like SWAT 

And that's the reason why Rialto feel like Watts, come on 

All my niggaz, all my bitches 

Get high, get drunk get wild buck fool 

You know my style, get crunk 

Bitches bounce, niggaz bounce 

And let me give you that funk shit, blunt shit 

While I make you bang it out your trunk 

Can't fly, get away 

You know my style 

Bang it out your trunk 

While I make you bang it out your trunk