Oh, no, that's how rough outers roll Stop, drop, shut'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how rough outers roll Snitches wanna try, snitches wanna lie The snitches wonder why, snitches wanna die All I know is pain, all I feel is rain How can I maintain with madness on my brain? I resort to violence, my killers move in silence Like you don't know what our style is, then your killers are wild My dogs is with it, you want it, come and get it Took it then we split it, damn right we did it What the eff you gon' do when we run up on you? Messin' with the wrong crew, don't know where we goin' to I'ma have to show you, how easily we blow When we find out there's some more, that's runnin' with Joe That's what we can't handle, break it up and dismantle Light it up like a candle, just cause I can't stand you Put my on tapes, like you bustin' graves Think you holdin' weight, and you haven't met the apes Stop, drop, shut'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how rough riders roll Stop, drop, shut'em down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how rough riders roll Yo, is y'all people crazy? I'll bust you and be crazy Stop actin' like a baby, mind your business lady Nosy people get it too, when you see me spit at you You know I'm tryin' to get rid of you, yeah I know it's pitiful That's how killers get down, watch my killers spit round Make you suckers kiss ground, just for talkin' crap Oh, you think it's funny? Then you don't owe me money It's about to get ugly, whatever dog I'm hungry I guess you know what that means, come up off that green Drive to your door ravine, don't make it a murder scene Give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone Let a dog roam and he'll find his way home Home of the brave, my home is the cave And yo, I'm a slave to my home is the grave I'ma pull papers, it's all about the papers Chickens caught the papers and now they wanna rape us Stop, drop, shut him down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how rough riders roll Stop, drop, shut him down, open up shop Oh, no, that's how rough riders roll Man, look what you done started Actin' written, you got it Had it, shoulda shot it Now you're dealin' departed Get at me, dog, and I rip But this one here, I flip So you know when I kick Gonna be some sticks What would that look for When I walked in the door Oh, you thought you was raw Boom, not anymore Cause now you on the floor Wishin' you never saw Me walk through that door With that 4-4 Now it's time for babe Two more to the head Got the floor in Yeah, that maggot's dead Another unsolved mystery It's goin' down in history Because they never did to me They can't get to me Got to make a move Got a point to prove Got to make them prove Got them all like, ooh So till the next time You hear this dog rhyme Try to keep your mind On gettin' f***in' primed Stop, drop Shut him down, open up shop