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The third single is the chart rising “Jigga My Nigga” by none other than Jay-Z, which is really not a stellar lyric performance by any stretch of the imagination but will probably get over on the strength of name recognition, a sing-song chorus, and a tolerable backdrop provided by Swizz Beats. Unsusprisingly though, Eve has to prove she’s the “real bitch” by being just as machismo as the male Ruff Ryders a trend that I am beginning to find quite tiresome. Eve is credibly talented as a female rapper, and the latin-esque salsa style beat on the track is quite snappy. Who could complain? “What Ya Want” is actually the best song on the album. Since the album’s second single and her “official” solo debut was given this title, it’s pretty obvious they planned this to be her catch phrase in advance. More notably, this is the song that made the phrase “What Ya Want” by Eve notorious. Even though “Ryde or Die” is a pretty blantant rip-off of EPMD’s “Headbangers” it still comes across listenable. And for at least the first five songs of this album, they actually hold it together pretty well. If you’re into 1999’s version of “hardcore” which roughly translates to “music with simplistic beats which are mostly catchy and shit-talking raps that are mostly forgettable” then this is the epitome of the genre. However, we’ve had three different singles from this album pop in the hip-hop top ten (at least on BET) in the last three months and since a regular visitor to OHHLA asked me to comment on it, I figured I’d do my duty and let you know if it lives up to the hype. Styles P.Yes, you don’t have to tell me – I know. Y'all niggaz ain't sayin shit until y'all bare weaponsĪnd even when you dead, you can still fuckin get itĪ nigga that'll smack ya, fuck around and clap ya
#Ruff ryders vol 1 plus#
Who you are, where you from, and who the fuck you can getĬause I sell records, plus I got a jail record Suckin my dick, and I dont give a fuck what you spit I clap you, I clap him, and thats rule number one SP'll spin the corner while you parle' with dun Show me the money, I'll show you a gun, motherfucker
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Give it to em at the light, like Kane's cousin Haroldįuck you and your son, y'all low wit the scum Niggaz thats narrow, I just smack em wit the barrel That's the reason now y'all niggaz ain't got shitĬause everytime I turn around y'all on the L.O.X. You listen to y'all shit, then listen to our shitĪin't nuttin y'all faggots could do but gossip I been nice since niggaz was watchin movies on BetaĬause believe it or not, we be the ones settin the traps Jada, if I kiss you now, you'll die later Must I brag? My shit paid for, yours taggedĪnd every bitch you grabbed, Sheek bend em backĪyo I hope you aint tongue-kissin your spouseĪnd before you know it, I'ma have her stuffin my bricks
#Ruff ryders vol 1 windows#
So you can wipe down the windows on the side of my Jag The baby nine be on the daily, aint no poppin a trunkīut if I pop the trunk, its to hand you a rag My bullets thump when I'm laced in some fly shit, punk That's how ice be, I'm priceless, the iciestĪnd I dont gotta wear fatigues to blow out your chest
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Ya hotshots aint got blocks, ya punta muchachaįrom the days in school, now a motherfucker ruleĪnd I could drop my chain in court, yeah, keeps ya cool That you gon' sleep in for years, all covered wit rocksĬause I think not, I pop shots, I double what y'all got
#Ruff ryders vol 1 crack#
Yo if gon' sleep on somethin, might as well be a bedĪnd if you gon' crack a nigga, might as well be a head