We On That Shit Lyrics

from Ruff Ryder's First Lady

"We On That Shit" is track #2 on the album Ruff Ryder's First Lady. It was written by Jeffers, Eve / Dean, Kasseem / Fields, Anthony / Dean, Darrin.
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Aight now get your guns, ain't no stopping me
Need the whole cash bundled up for me and my bitches shopping spree
The robbery, damn ya smart, and you guessed right in me
Asking all those questions gonna was to set you up right

Wet 'em all, pretend I'm Jada, lata set it off
Cartier, Rolley, time frozen get 'em all
Dingling medallions, all that glisten is mine
And all that bitchin' that you doing, I got'cha kissin' this nine

Y'all niggas, worst than bitches, tears in your eyes
I ain't got no sympathy so if you scared, nigga cry
On your knees, face in chest, lips shut
Fuck the mask, we're robbing you in lipstick and wigs, what?

Yeah we brawl, but you took me out and let me see it all
Braggin' 'bout the shit you got and now I get it all
Matter of fact, take your clothes off, I like it when they're bare
Everything from iceberg to silk Dolce underwear, come on

Hey yo, check that nigga 'cause we on that shit
Get out your ride fool 'cause we on that shit
Hid your stash box 'cause we on that shit
Run that ice 'cause we on that shit

Keep a loaded clip 'cause we on that shit
Ryde or die nigga 'cause we on that shit
We out to get it all 'cause we on that shit
And Eve don't play 'cause she takes no shit

Uh, yo, yo, yo, I shoot backing out, P max them out
And the only way I don't get shit is if you stash the house
Professional bitches, destined for riches and precious jewels
Distracted by the size of my ass, had you fooled

I ain't getting' nada, forget that
Just sit back and watch me take everything even you're drough sack
Yeah, my bitch can roll with, smoking while we pack
Expensive paintings on your walls, gimme that

Ain't no slacking, time ain't a factor, I'mma get it all
Used to ball with your niggas, now I'm making you crawl across the floor
Ego crushed and I don't give a fuck
Small change to the range, heard what I said, give it up

I know it ain't right, but me and my bitches gotta eat tonight
And every night from now on, get it right
Why, why ask why? I'm simply living and I get what I want
By simply taking or you're simply giving

Hey yo, check that nigga 'cause we on that shit
Get out your ride fool 'cause we on that shit
Hid your stash box 'cause we on that shit
Run that ice 'cause we on that shit

Keep a loaded clip 'cause we on that shit
Ryde or die nigga 'cause we on that shit
We out to get it all 'cause we on that shit
And Eve don't play 'cause she takes no shit

Y'all niggas faggottish
Cops spot me got me running out my kiss
Unlatch the ice pieces on my neck and wrist
Screeching in the streets from the five series to a ditch

I'm fast, he'd have to waste it and I ain't scared to blast
Ducking, jumping over shit, bet this bitch could last
Ready for war, act like I ain't done this shit before
Practice on me next week, I'll be wanting more

Best believe you ain't gonna live to see tomorrow
My dogs already warned your mother, she'll be full of sorrow
Busting through the door, somebody's house, kids screaming
I ain't gonna front somehow I wish that I was sleeping, dreaming

Too late it's done now, all you hear is gun sounds
Cock back, pop, pop, pop, and I'm like what now
Ghetto bird on me, weaving through the trees
Last fence I hopped over, fell and landed on my knees
Barrels at my temple, hey yo fuck it I'ma make it simple

Hey yo, check that nigga 'cause we on that shit
Get out your ride fool 'cause we on that shit
Hid your stash box 'cause we on that shit
Run that ice 'cause we on that shit

Keep a loaded clip 'cause we on that shit
Ryde or die nigga 'cause we on that shit
We out to get it all 'cause we on that shit
And Eve don't play 'cause she takes no shit

Songwriters
JEFFERS, EVE / DEAN, KASSEEM / FIELDS, ANTHONY / DEAN, DARRIN

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