Lyrics Recognize - The Lox
Ruff
ruff
ruff
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ruff
Huh...
ruff
ryders
(ryde
or
die
(overlap))
Don't
get
it
twisted
y'all
(yea
yea
yea
(overlap)
Ruff
ryders.(.ta
fuck
I'm
talking
about
right
here)
Recognize,
recognize,
recognize
(ruff
ryders)
Don't
get
it
twisted
y'all
(yea
yea
yea
(overlap)
Recognize,
recognize,
recognize
(ruff
ryders)
Don't
get
it
twisted
y'all
(yea
yea
yea
(overlap)
(Jadakiss)
Now
I
know
you
couldn't
wait
To
hear
kiss
over
premier
Kill
you
on
tape
Then,
watch
it
over
a
beer
Cause
you
ain't
nothing
but
a
movie
With
expensive
footage
That's
the
reason
they
gon'
leave
you
with
expensive
bullets
Aint
non
of
y'all
better
than
lox
Have
all
of
y'all
dressed
up
in
a
suit
Dead
in
a
box
Me
and
my
niggas
get
reder
than
fox
And
I
don't
care
if
I
love
you
I
still
want
head
of
the
drop
Niggas
runnin'
round
talkin'
that
y-2-k
shit
Crackheads'll
still
gon'
want
that
gray
shit
That's
why
ima
always
cop
the
yay
quick
So
I
suggest
all
of
y'all
stay
on
jay
dick
Too
hard
for
mtv
Not
black
enough
for
bet
Just
let
me
be
Give
me
all
my
royalty
money
And
let
me
greed
And
ima
have
hoes
for
six
And
hash
for
three
Chorus
Recognize,
recognize,
recognize
(ruff
ryders)
Don't
get
it
twisted
ya'll
Recognize,
recognize,
recognize
(ruff
ryders)
L
to
the
o
to
the
x
(fade)
Recognize,
recognize,
recognize
(ruff
ryders)
Don't
get
it
twisted
ya'll
Recognize,
recognize,
recognize
(ruff
ryders)
L
o
x
niggas
(fade)
Don't
get
it
twisted
ya'll
(Sheek
luchion)
Ayo
I
give
it
to
you
point
blank
In
your
moms
place
So
like
point
break
with
a
mask
on
with
presidents
face
Clear
my
space,
when
big
sheek
crash
the
boards
Y'all
ain't
just
mark
niggas,
y'all
whole
mark
niggas
With
all
that
soft
ass
writin'
might
as
well
be
in?
cards?
You
gon'
gamble
with
your
life,
when
I
launch
these
torpidos
That'll
shoot
the
crack
out
your
ass?
casionos
Just
me
and
my
gambino's
drunk
as
fuck
With
a
time
parking
lot
dvd
in
a
trunk
I
been
drunk
most
my
life,
don't
ask
me
why
Through
ninth
grade,
I
ain't
go
to
highschool
I
went
to
school
high
And
I
don't
care
what
y'all
got
That
shit
don't
excite
me
Im
black
and
deadly
and
my
burner
just
like
me
And
I'm
quick
to
stick
one
of
y'all
on
tour
With
the
sheritten
See
what
yours
can
be
mine
Without,
inherittin'
Give
up
your
chains
And
them
little
diamonds
in
your
ear
Is
it
worth
your
family
cryin'
And
the
doctor
yellin'
clear
Chorus
(Styles
pinero)
If
I
knew
heaven
head
a
ghetto
That
was
sweeter
than
here
You
know
p
would
pack
his
bag
And
just
leave
next
year
But
I
got
a
son
to
raise
So
ima
stay
in
this
hell
And
I
gotta
gun
to
blaze
If
you
play
with
the
l
Dot
o
dot
x
dot
at
the
end
We
the
niggas
that's
gon'
leave
With
the
pot
at
the
end
Never
too
young
to
die
Or
too
old
to
live
? To
bust
your
gun
Go
home
and
mold
your
kid
Im
a
shamed
I
sell
crack
But
ima
ryde
for
the
moment
Know
the
concequence
Ima
die
with
the
omen
Two
is
better
than
one
There's
three
of
the
lox
Key
in
a
pot
Key
in
the
drop
Key
to
the
top
Father,
son,
and
holy
ghost
of
rap
3 in
a
1 seein
a
gun
And
usin'
it
dog
Dope
in
a
six
Coke
in
a
five
Weed
in
a
four
Ice
is
for
my
niggas
But
the
heat
is
for
ya'll
Chorus
(loop
recognize/fade)
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1 Can I Live
2 Breathe Easy
3 Felony Niggas
4 Wild Out
5 Blood Pressure
6 Recognize
7 Y'all Fucked Up Now
8 Scream L.O.X.
9 U Told Me
10 Ryde or Die, Bitch
11 Bring It On
12 If You Know
13 We Are the Streets
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