作曲 : Andrews, Broadus, Dean, Jordan ...
Tugboats It's over... 
It's the second time around mutherfucker (yeah) 
Volume 2, ryde or die, bitch 
Gangsta nigga 
And we gonna rock this motherfucker, you dig me (for sure baby) 
We done square rooted the motherfucking streets (for sure baby) 
Double R, you cock sucking sons of bitches (yeah) [Swizz Beatz] 
State your name gangsta [Snoop Dogg] 
Big Snoop dogg (bow wow) [Swizz Beatz] 
Where ya representin [Snoop Dogg] 
West coast [Swizz Beatz] 
You gonna hold it down? [Snoop Dogg] 
Please believe nigga [Swizz Beatz] 
Enough said then nigga [Snoop Dogg] (Hold on, hold up) beyatch! [Swizz Beatz] 
Make a start [Snoop Dogg] 
Let's make this official 
Shine your boots and load your pistols 
Pull out your best crudentials 
Cuz this'll, be the official for the fake tissue 
Doggy dogg and big 
Swizz'll, nigga blow the whistle 
Smoke it on some bomb beat and second hand smoke will get ya, hit ya 
And make ya all get the picture 
Dig this, when was the last time you seen me 
Posted up, west coasted up and sippin on some green meat 
Believe me, it ain't easy being 
D'zy With these jealous rap niggas and these punk ass freezies (fuck em) 
Man, I couldn't remember what they told me 
When I first came in the game, but things done changed 
Call it what you want it, keep the heat up on it 
Eastside California, spinnin like a 'tona 
Banging on the corner, like a 'sona 
It be best to back up off a boy and put this up on ya [Swizz Beatz] (Yeah!) 
State your name youngster [Yung Wun] 
Yung Wun!! [Swizz Beatz] 
Where you representing [Yung Wun] 
A-T-L, shorty [Swizz Beatz] 
You gonna hold it down? [Yung Wun] 
Damn right [Swizz Beatz] 
Well, enough said then [Yung Wun] 
It's up, man nigga tell ya something [Swizz Beatz] 
Let's go [Yung Wun] 
Shorty pop a lot, acting like he got a lot 
With all that fake ice on his watch, this nigga wanna get got 
Coming to my city with all that hot shit and his fake ass cliq 
I'm gonna put something in him, bust his wig, 
I'm on some thugged out shit 
He better be strapped boy, how ya like that boy 
Hey boy, I'm gonna break your back boy, with a bat boy 
Where ya at boy, hold up, 
I'm cold hearted 
Damn right, 
I get retarded 
I'm a young one, and down here, bitch 
I'm the hardest 
Shoot the shoot, hide and talk that shit 
I'm gonna stay low, keep it real and show then come up 
But when I bite, you gonna feel that there, it's real down here 
Watch your mouth boy, you might get killed down here 
I'm a ryde or die nigga, 
I'll put something in your eye nigga 
Get beside them here, it's fly bye nigga 
When it come to glock cocking and drop popping 
I'm the first to hit the black and go to war with the cops, fuck nigga [Swizz Beatz] 
State your name gangsta [Scarface] 
Scarface [Swizz Beatz] 
Where your representing [Scarface] 
My motherfucking self [Swizz Beatz] 
You gonna hold it down? [Scarface] 
You god damn right [Swizz Beatz] 
Enough said then nigga [Scarface] 
Hi-ho Scarface and 
Dogg whippin this streets against the law 
Bringing terror with this beretta, 
I clutch in my paw 
I'm scared motherfuckers, scrape with mine 
You will attack, that's what you get, my enemies die 
It's a worldwide story, for all soldiers 
Even if Ruff 
Ryders ryde ruff or roll over 
It's a stickup, said down on your knees cuz 
I'm sick-up 
If disrespected, you don't disrespect me nigga 
I'm the one these niggas call on 
When they go to cases are halted and the time come for beatin up the bosses 
Make them an offer they can't refuse 
They don't comply, when 
I walk out they stack these fools 
I guess these niggas think they can't be moved 
Realized it those dead niggas like they think they do 
You fuck with me 
I gots to fuck with you 
World war three, motherfucker, 
I thought you knew [Swizz Beatz] 
State your name gangsta [Jadakiss] 
Jadakiss, nigga [Swizz Beatz] 
Where you representing [Jadakiss] 
East coast, dog [Swizz Beatz] 
You gonna hold it down? [Jadakiss] 
Why wouldn't 
I? [Swizz Beatz] 
Enough said then nigga [Jadakiss] 
Let's go [Swizz Beatz] 
Let's go [Jadakiss] 
C'mon, If you fucking with the kiss, you ain't gonna breathe 
The only time 
I lick in the air is new years eve 
Sonny from 
Bronxdale you can't leave 
Get kissed on your cheek then your meant to die 
Cuz when the gun start poppin and my temperature rise 
You know my style, twenty niggas with forty cals 
Nine years ago you was hollering when shorty wild 
Now I'm in the rap game twisting these honies out 
Never left the crack game, still on the money route 
I run through the industry looking for enemies 
Y'all niggas sound sick and 
Jada the remedy 
Get shot in your eyes and your mouth 
Can't see can't talk when you fuckin with the heart of 
New York And that's foulin then swallow the pulp 
And then fuck with the feds dog, you know 
I push the prowler they caught 
Toast on my lap, got the east coast on my back 
How many times must 
I tell you motherfuckers (yeah) 
We ain't in-du-stry niggas, we in-the-streets niggas 
Ruff Ryders forever, hey bitch now what [Swizz Beatz] 
Ryde or die, you talk it, we live it (EASTCOAST!) 
So ryde or die, you want it, we give it (WESTCOAST!) 
So ryde or die, you start it, we end it (DIRTY SOUTH!) 
So ryde or die, you talk it, we live it (BIG WEST!) 
So ryde or die, you want it, we give it (RUFF RYDERS!) 
So ryde or die, you start it, we end it (BIAATCH!!!) [repeat chorus (hollering then fade to end)] 
DOUBLE R M
UTHAFUCKA!!!