Street Team Lyrics - Ruff Ryders

Listen man, this here is some gangsta shit you know? 

Real bouncy, hood shit, double R, shit, nigga 

The best of the best street team 

You know what it is or how it is 

Motherfuckers want to act now 

Keep toast by the waist now 

Got a block full of crack now 

Still got to hold the hood down 

Little chickens want to run around dig dig down 

Got a clip for the full pound 

That will put your ass under the ground 

With a thunderous sound 

Send heat through your goose down 

Then I'm blow cool day 

All over your body 

Ride or die with me today 

And when I cook that shook that 

Ran a roll back 

In an all black 

360 doing 160 

Head like sticking move manually 

She want to know what my stamina be 

Told the chick real gangstas hard to please 

Stash hard in the Honda seats 

You got to know how the game will freeze 

Especially when you pimp the heat 

You got to pop that thing 

Put an ass to sleep 

Better cock that thing 'cause the walls will creep 

Niggas think they hot ain't felt the heat 

Cross spit that shit that will melt the street 

Cocksucker heres a pack come bump with me 

Double R in a cell you can't fuck with me 

You don't want to fuck with me 

Y'all niggas know who I am 

Catch you in the parking lot 

Pull out and pop your top 

Somebody's got to drop 

So what you want to do? 

You cannot hide from me 

My niggas is coming for you 

Three o'clock on the dot when I plan to plot 

Ran up in the smoke spot wanna buy a lot 

Hurry up, shit is hot 

Can't fuck with me 

Kill drama with M3's company for bumping me 

All my niggas own real estate 

My money can't estimate 

On the roll you can't tell the time or the day, and date 

Have your bitch in the back of the Escalade 

We can make things escalate 

Pull out, make his man run on him and he had a gun on him 

Busted you then make the right 

To cut through the gas station and take the light 

Can't tell me Ruff Ryders don't make it tight 

Got to wonder what a Harlem, niggas life is like 

And I transport keys if the price is right 

Then ride back through your hood on a mountain bike 

Got bullets that will go through your stomach 

Then come out your head 

I'm Infrared, you ain't know, I'm about this bread 

And I wonder what your family gonna do 

When they pronounce you dead 

Then come through your hood with Gucci rims on 

In the six with the rims on 

Getting head from a bad redbone, bitch 

That don't mind switching like to fuck with her timbs on 

You don't want to fuck with me 

Y'all niggas know who I am 

Catch you in the parking lot 

Pull out and pop your top 

Somebody's got to drop 

So what you want to do? 

You cannot hide from me 

My niggas is coming for you 

On my block there won't be no coping the bank 

And depositing the shit, you get my drift? 

Anything sold I want to get a bank roll 

You motherfuckers don't want to see these things blow 

Hanging like Neptunes, oh, no 

When I pull the four-four 

Look at the hole that you fell in 

I got to spin around to keep the shells in 

I ma blast to keep the smell in 

Bet you know now, when I rap fast 

I might as well slow down 

I mean I love when I spin Porsche to hold my horse like 

Whooa, now 

How many niggas think they can ruff ryde 

Because y'all puff lye 

Think they can be yelling tough guy 

I'm a slim nigga so I'm a make you duck by 

Like whoa, listen to a fly bye 

Like ch-ch-chhh, nigga why cry? 

Don't give a fuck, where your soul want to go 

All I care is when I toss this shit, where they gonna go 

Watch where this bullet go, past niggas 

I'm sick of y'all warm floor ass niggas 

Don't got to pump no more passing the picture 

While I'm at your funeral just passing your picture 

I ain't bad as me 

You don't want to fuck with me 

Y'all niggas know who I am 

Catch you in the parking lot 

Pull out and pop your top 

Somebody's got to drop 

So what you want to do? 

You cannot hide from me 

My niggas is coming for you 

You don't want to fuck with me 

You don't want to fuck with me 

You don't want to fuck with me 

You don't want to fuck with me