Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff
Huh, Ruff Ryders
(Ryde or die)
Don't get it twisted y'all
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Ruff Ryders
(Ta ***k I'm talking about right here)
Recognize, recognize, recognize
(Ruff Ryders)

Don't get it twisted y'all
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Recognize, recognize, recognize
(Ruff Ryders)
Don't get it twisted y'all
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

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

Ain't none of y'all better than LOX
Have all of y'all dressed up in a suit, dead in a box
Me and my *****s get Redd-er than Foxx
And I don't care if I love you, I still want head in the drop

*****s runnin' round talkin' that Y-2-K ****
Crackheads'll still gon' want that gray ****
That's why I'ma always cop the yay quick
So I suggest all of y'all stay on Jay ****

Too hard for MTV, not black enough for BET
Just let me be give me all my royalty money
And let me reap and I'ma have O's for six
And Halves for three

Recognize, recognize, recognize
(Ruff Ryders)
Don't get it twisted y'all
Recognize, recognize, recognize
(Ruff Ryders)

L to the O to the X
Recognize, recognize, recognize
(Ruff Ryders)
Don't get it twisted y'all

Recognize, recognize, recognize
(Ruff Ryders)
L O X *****s
Don't get it twisted y'all

Ayo, I give it to you point blank, in your mom's place
So like Point Break with a mask on with president's face
Clear my space, when big sheek crash the boards
Y'all ain't just mark *****s, y'all Hallmark *****s

With all that soft *** writin' might as well be in cards
You don't gamble with your life, when I launch these torpedos
That'll shoot the crap out your *** at Foxwood Casinos
Just me and my gambino's drunk as ***k

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 high school
I went to school high

And I don't care what y'all got, that **** don't excite me
I'm black and deadly and my burner just like me
And I'm quick to stick one of y'all on tour
With the Sheraton, see what yours can be mine

Without, inheritin', give up your chains
And them little diamonds in your ear
Is it worth your family cryin'
And the doctor yellin', 'Clear?'

Recognize, recognize, recognize
(Ruff Ryders)
Don't get it twisted y'all
Recognize, recognize, recognize
(Ruff Ryders)

L to the O to the X
Recognize, recognize, recognize
(Ruff Ryders)
Don't get it twisted y'all

Recognize, recognize, recognize
(Ruff Ryders)
L O X *****s

If I knew heaven had a ghetto that was sweeter than here
You know the P would pack his bagand just leave next year
But I got a son to raise
So I'ma 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 *****s that's gon' leave, with the pot at the end
Never too young to die or too old to live
Ain't it hard to to bust your gun, go home and mold your kid

I'm ashamed I sell crack but I'ma Ryde for the moment
Know the consequence I'ma 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
Three in a one seein' a gun and usin' it dog
Dope in a six, coke in a five, weed in a four
The ice is for my *****s but the heat is for y'all