We In Here Lyrics

Yeah you know how we do it, Funk Flex, Big Kap, Def Jam 
The Tunnel, Ruff Ryders, Let's go baby 

[Chorus] 
Ruff Ryders (We in here!) 
Ruff Ryders (We stayin here!) 
Ruff Ryders (Ain't goin nowhere, 
Ain't hidin nowhere, ain't runnin nowhere) 

[Drag-On] 
Ya'll laughin, when we comin, we checkin the cabinets 
Body parts we baggin, we ain't comin for the crack 
We come to crack backs and ? over niggaz hair dew 
Spit rays, pop off C's and graze niggaz fades 
I creep in a Mustang, bust my heat in the rain 
Till they get a rust stain 
Y'all niggaz heard of me, probably wanna murder me 
I'll pull up on ya block and turn your white teeth burgundy 
Let's see some surgery 

[EVE] 

Watch the first lady as she rides 
Rougher than the rest of them bitches 
What it take for cats to hush they mouth 
This one official 
Come on clown prove it's still an issue 
Streets is ours, have ya homies weepin cause they miss you 
Thought it was a game when I said the dogs would get you 
Heard you fucked up cause E-V-E bit you 
Flex knows what the real is 
That's why he deal wit 
Ruff Ryders baby droppin bombs nigga feel this 

[Chorus] 
Ruff Ryders (We in here!) 
Ruff Ryders (We stayin here!) 
Ruff Ryders (Ain't goin nowhere, 
Ain't hidin nowhere, ain't runnin nowhere) 

[Styles] 
Why ya'll braggin, I'm over here choppin and baggin 
And I don't want the drop coupe so I'm choppin the wagon 
Dark navy blue six speed, six air-bags 
Even if this shit crash, feel like Six Flags 
And ya'll niggaz cant block my shells 
When I'm in jail the C.O. don't lock my cell 
Before any rap group, we was the L.O.X. crooks 
I'll slap a hundred dollars on the whole blocks books 
And know the block shook, when I walk by 
Niggaz just like you they rather not look 
I inspired y'all niggaz to flow 
I'ma always get money so I admire ya'll niggas that blow 
Ask ya self who the nicest out right now 
Put your ice up lets get on the mic right now 
Clown, I'm the top cat where it stops at 
Where lightning and thunder at 
And y'all niggaz is under that 

[Jadakiss] 
If you runnin with the P. you gonna get your turn 
Tuck my gun while its hot to feel my dick hair burn 
Might come through the spot where the shottie and what 
Body to block and hot wanna the Bacardi wit rocks 
I aint never drive a bike but I ride on the back 
Rob wit a gat, shit I still ride wit my craps 
If you wanna go to war we can tally it up 
Escalate and venally it up, what? 

[Chorus] 
Ruff Ryders (We in here!) 
Ruff Ryders (We stayin here!) 
Ruff Ryders (Ain't goin no where, 
Ain't hidin no where, ain't runnin no where) 

[Sheek] 
If you like Sheek, you hold heat and no one know 
Bust yo' gun and leave the body where no one go 
I pack some shit for any type of situation 
Only time I don't pack heat is on vacation 
And that's the blow dryer next to the Playstation 
I'm big but I use shit to kill you quick 
And I don't wrestle unless chicks do bad on my dick
Flex know I bring somethin hot to the spot 

[DMX] 
What would you rather have the 10 you found or the 5 you earned 
Became a man at 6 cause at 5 you learned 
Don't take nothin for granted except death 
Man of the house cause you the last nigga left 
I see how it's going dizzy with the shit so we can blast a rhyme 
Hope the Lord got your soul cause your ass is mine 
Every time you turn around niggas know that I be right there 
East turned to West coast, cravin for the nightmare 
Don't give a fuck about what you sling 
Cause you ain't slingin that shit, or bringin that shit 
Up the hill, but you still singin that shit 
Talkin shit like you know what its like to walk this shit 
Get on some stalkin shit 
So you know what niggaz rule New York and shit 
I'm just thinkin all the business and how to handle ya'll niggaz 
All the families that I got lightin candles for niggaz 
Breathin revelence, grandmothers fallen out and need the sedatives 
Mom huggin the casket wishin that she raised a better kid 

[Swizz Beatz] 
Y'all niggaz actors 
I'll put your face where your muthafuckin back was 
Im tired of y'all niggaz actors 

Y'all know what y'all gonna get 
And y'all niggaz know damn well who y'all fuckin wit 
Little slim nigga like me, big gun like this 
And my gun bust and gun never miss 
I'm the nigga that make ya miss Christmas 
When we go to court you know shit dismissed 

[Chorus x4]
Ruff Ryders (We in here!) 
Ruff Ryders (We stayin here!) 
Ruff Ryders (Ain't goin nowhere, 
Ain't hidin nowhere, ain't runnin nowhere)